I had just placed the turkey on the table to let my husband carve it as everyone gathered at the table. After my husband turned to get a plate to place the meat on, and I turned my back to grab the side dishes, I heard a thud and a lot of cussing. Our Great Dane, Mee Mee, had casually walked by the table, grabbed the turkey, and taken off running with it! There was turkey all over the house as pieces fell off during the chase! Ah, the joys of having a 150-pound dog! —jenninkyle


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