With lovely inscriptions inside by people you've never heard of?
It's just a matter of attitude.
Mama Squirrel loves to give books for Christmas, but this year she had no new ones in stock. A trip to the thrift shop produced about three likely-looking books per Squirreling, and they were all in decent condition, but they had the usual "To Jane from Your Teacher" notes and pencilled prices inside the covers.
So the books were wrapped up...in good longstanding family tradition...from Uncle Dewey and his "WOdenT REAding CluB" (the squirrel and his friends are very literate but their printing isn't so good). Because it's okay for the puppets and stuffies to give "THWIFT Shop" presents, even the kind that have obviously been pre-owned. That's the sort of place a stuffed squirrel, a backyard chipmunk, and a hamster would feel comfortable shopping, and Uncle Dewey's usually a little bit "bwoke" after losing too many poker games.
Logic and a sense of humour--all you need. (And about a quarter per book.) I know nobody else lives with Dewey Squirrel, but you can always wrap things up from the dog, or the basement troll, or whoever else you have in your household mythology.