Sailor here but not Zoe who went home yesterday.
Mom got up this morning to put the turkey in the oven, and it was gone. Yup. Gone. Reminded me of the wedding dress fiasco. Mom looked high. She looked low. She took everything out of the refrigerator. The turkey wasn't there. It had escaped! Mom was understandably shaken. How did this happen?
I told Mom that a turkey was a bird and it probably flew away. She pointed out that it was winter outside and cold outside and the doors are all closed to the outside and it couldn't have gotten outside. So we looked for it. We looked high. We looked low. Mom told me to sniff around on the floors, but I said the turkey was probably hanging from the ceiling because it was a bird, not a rodent. Mom said if we were celebrating Bat Day, maybe it would be hanging from the ceiling, but turkeys were too big to fly. Keep looking, she said.
Then she left me in the house and drove off. When she returned she had something big and white under her arm. She found it! The turkey was very, very cold. She said it didn't get far because it was crunchy cold, kind of like the grass in the morning after a frost, and cold turkeys don't travel very fast at all. I pointed out, politely of course, that our turkey had taken its plastic bag with it for protection against the cold. It had also taken a few of its friends with it because Mom managed to round up an acorn squash, three turkey necks, and an apple pie. Wowsers! I bet the necks are for ME!!!
Mom sent me into the back yard to play while she ran warm water over the turkey to thaw it out. It must have been really cold last night because I was outside a long time. When I came back in, the turkey was in the oven where it belonged and Mom was doing something loud and scary with a cleaver and the turkey's necks. I asked Mom why our turkey has so many necks. Mom said these necks belonged to other turkeys not just ours. I tried to imagine neckless turkeys walking around but couldn't. They sound decidedly odd.
Now, the question remains: Just how did this turkey make its escape? Maybe Zoe had something to do with it.
Sailor the turkey sleuth |
