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Thanksgiving Memories

2003-11-27|1:15 a.m.

THANKSGIVING MEMORIES

When I was younger, my family had a dog named Snooper. From time to time, we let Snooper run free through our neighborhood. (It was a different time back then - one where dogs could run around a neighborhood and not get into trouble).

One Thanksgiving afternoon, about an hour before dinner, we let Snooper out to run around and do whatever dogs did outside without anyone watching them.

After about 45 minutes, we went to let Snooper in, but he was not out in front of the house. Normally he stayed pretty close, so we decided we should look for him. Naturally, that meant we stood in the front yard screaming his name. After a few minutes, we saw him running towards us. Even from a distance, it was obvious that he was carrying something in his mouth.

All of us were afraid at what he had done... Was it a cat? a rabbit? No, it was too big to be either of those. But what the hell was it?

As he got closer, we were able to see what it was - a fully cooked turkey. When he got to our yard, he stopped running and started prancing. He was obviously quite proud of his find.

As he laid the magnificent bird on our front porch, we looked at each other in horror. The only thing we could figure out was that Snooper either had friends in the neighborhood that we did not know about, or he helped himself to his own Thanksgiving feast when some poor unsuspecting family placed their turkey outside for a moment to cool.

After we threw out the half-eaten turkey that was covered in dog-slobber, we did what any good family would do. We took Snooper inside the house and hid so the family who just had their turkey stolen couldn't find him. And we ate our turkey. I mean, it was Thanksgiving. We had plenty to be thankful for. No dog had stolen our turkey! Man, was it tasty!

If nothing else, let this story serve as a reminder to you. This Thanksgiving, if you must set your turkey outside to cool, stay with it. That way when your dog comes home with someone else's turkey, you can still eat yours as you hide.

Previously on Ramblin' Bill -- In The Year 2000!

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