Today is Turkey Day. That means I get turkey! I love turkey (and chicken and fish and beef—but all that's for tomorrow). My Humans are expecting guests. I can sense this—all the cleaning and vacuuming and running about. This almost never happens. They even washed me. Twice! The turkey my Humans are cooking is quite large. I don't think I could eat it all myself. But I could certainly try. Dinner looks to be quite a feast. Let's see. What can I have? There are four different cheeses including an intriguing triple creme from France. An "olive medley" which is not to my taste but fancy all the same. Potatoes and stuffing, of course, with a luscious giblet gravy. Yum! The obligatory green bean casserole, which I personally can't imagine eating. Cranberry relish, Waldorf salad, corn, pie. Well, the list just gets more and more boring. It's a good thing there's plenty of turkey. What's that on the counter? Hmm, looks like a plate of giblets with my name on it. Is anyone looking?
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