By Mylie Foxclaw
Finally, I would have the perfect thanksgiving in my life.
I had a date and I would prepare a romantic thanksgiving dinner for the two of us.
I had the menu in mind; in fact I had planned each and every single detail and could already visualize it all!
But nothing went according to the plan.
Since I wanted everything to be perfect, I needed to get started early.
The mashed potatoes and dessert were ready and the turkey was in the oven.
This was the first time I was cooking turkey and I had googled so many recipes to be sure I was on the right track.
I checked the oven and saw that it was nearly ready.
I started to tidy around quickly and then I saw the saucepan on the table.
Oh no! I had forgotten about the stuffing!
I was no pro in the kitchen but I needed to fix this mess.
I quickly switched the oven off and took the turkey out.
“Let’s add the stuffing fast and put it back in the oven!” I muttered to myself.
I started to get to work when my phone beeped.
I checked the text, smiling to myself. It was him and he sent me a lovely message saying he could not wait to see me tonight.
I continued to stuff the turkey and was almost done when I heard the beeping sound again.
I looked around for my phone, wondering where it was.
I checked under the table, behind the saucepan, over the fridge, etc.
That’s when I heard it starting to ring, I looked around and
screamed in horror as I realised that I had dropped my phone in the
stuffing and then I was stuffing the turkey, so it could be inside!
I panicked and started to remove all the stuffing, knowing the clock was ticking!
“If I can spot it, it will be much easier!” I exclaimed and I leaned down and tried to peek inside.
I inched closer until my cheek was rubbing against the warm turkey.
I did spot something lighting inside but I was not sure.
I parted the turkey’s legs so I could get a better look.
I pushed my head inside and I heard it ring.
But that did not come from my turkey!
It was a distant sound. I started to pull out but got stuck!
It took me a long time until I was finally able to get my head out of that turkey!
As I emerged out, gasping for breath, I noticed that my phone was in the saucepan next to my now tattered turkey.
This was awful!
I called the nearby butcher’s shop to order another turkey but they ran out of stock.
I started to google quickly and saw an advert that said turkey delivery and immediately called and gave them my address.
I went to wash my face and the doorbell rang.
I grabbed my purse and quickly paid the delivery boy who told me he left the turkey in my yard.
I thanked him and went out to fetch it.
That’s when I almost fainted. They sent me a live turkey!
I called the shop and they told me that they were no butchers.
As I checked my watch, I realised that I was running out of time and this turkey would have to do.
I went to fetch my knife and starred at the turkey nervously.
“Listen, I’m sorry
but I have to do this or my thanksgiving dinner will be a real flop,” I
muttered to it as I stood there with my knife.
“Glu Glu!!” the turkey responded.
“Okay… here we go!” I shouted
and took a few steps back before charging forward, screaming like a real
warrior but as the knife got closer to the turkey, I froze in my
tracks.
“I can’t do this!” I cried out, tears filling my eyes as I dropped to my knees in front of it, “You’re too cute!”
I dropped the knife and stared at the turkey while it continued to cry out, “Glu Glu! Glu Glu!”
I decided to name the turkey, Glu-Glu.
I checked the time and decided that I could order pizza instead; my date would not mind.
That’s when my phone beeped.
“Nooooo!” I cried out as I read the text.
He got an emergency at work and could not come!
I was so upset.
I stared at Glu-Glu and she
stared back at me. Well, I did not want to spend thanksgiving alone, so I
went to get ready and Glu-Glu and I had a nice thanksgiving dinner that
consisted of dessert and coffee.
It was definitely not the thanksgiving I wanted but Glu-Glu and I
had a nice time and we decided to fight for the turkeys rights!
Happy Thanksgiving,
Mylie Foxclaw
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