01/15/2025
OUR DOG WOULDN'T STOP BARKING AT THE THANKSGIVING TURKEY – WHEN I FINALLY CHECKED IT, I CALLED THE POLICE
Thanksgiving morning was chaos. Kyle had offered to pick up the turkey while I juggled side dishes and desserts. "I'll be back soon!" he said cheerfully as he headed out.
He returned an hour later, turkey in hand but looking frazzled. "Took longer than I thought. Had to hit three places and help Mom with something. Everything's fine," he assured me, then sighed as his phone buzzed. "Great. Mom's car broke down. Gotta go help her." Before I could respond, he was out the door again. The whole thing was VERY weird — Kyle was never this distracted.
Then Max, our dog, started barking. Not his usual Thanksgiving excitement hoping for scraps to hit the floor — this was sharp and insistent. He fixated on the turkey, pacing and jumping at the counter.
"Max, stop it!" I scolded, but he didn't. After twenty minutes, I gave in. "Fine, let's see what's so interesting."
I grabbed a knife to open the wrapping. The moment I touched it, Max went wild. My hands shook as I peeled back the plastic — and froze. The next moment, I called the police. ⬇️