[Dailydrool] Sharing "Ally and Annie's Turkey Adventure, " a Drool classic from 2001

[Elizabeth]

It’s occurred to me that I haven’t seen the story of Annie’s Thanksgiving turkey reprinted this year. Usually someone posts it again, and it’s become such a classic holiday tale for me that I pull out every year and laugh at it all over again. I hope Ally doesn’t mind my sharing it here, especially for those who haven’t read it before. 

Elizabeth


Ally and Annie's Turkey Adventure

We invited several guests for Thanksgiving last year. I was putting the final touches on the table and had just pulled the turkey out of the oven. It was a gorgeous bird--in fact, the best job I've ever done, if I do say so myself! 

I placed the turkey on the table, was finishing last minute preparations when the doorbell rang. My hubby (football addict) was glued to the TV watching football. I got his attention, after repeated fake emergencies (house is on fire, etc.), leaving strict instructions with my husband to guard the bird with his life while I answered the door, just in case our little Annie got curious.

Annie was behaving so well. She laid on the floor sleeping amid all the commotion and wonderful smells. I answered the door and greeted the guests and as we were approaching the dining room we heard the strangest noises. "THUD, MARF!" THUMP, MARF, BANG!" We entered the dining room to find my husband jumping up and down because his team scored a touchdown and Annie running up and down the hallway with the turkey on her head, wings a flappin' and stuffing a flyin'. The more she ran, the faster the turkey wings flapped. Her bark from beneath the turkey was a muffled "MARF! MARF!" She was running into the walls and doors trying to escape this big monster on her poor head. 

I doubled over with laughter, slid down the wall holding my sides and my hubby actually joined me, tearing himself away from his game. I wrestled Annie to the ground, removed that mean old turkey and all we could see were her beautiful brown eyes staring at us from beneath the stuffing which was caked on her face and coming out of her ears and onto the floor. I cleaned her up, still crying from laughter while Annie was trying to attack the turkey on the counter for trying to eat her. 

The guests were not amused. We dined at a local restaurant and Annie got to eat some healthy slices of turkey before I tossed it in the trash. I cleaned stuffing from her ears for weeks and still have turkey grease spots on the walls and doors. 

I hope this Thanksgiving is a little less traumatic for our little girl. Maybe we'll just go to a restaurant this year. Happy Turkey Day Everyone!

Ally, Tom and Anastasia (MARF!)
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