Happy Thanksgiving, la la la

Every year, my sister torments us with a creepy Hallmark e-card:  Happy Thanksgiving La-la-la.  I hope that link will work and you’ll be able to see it, as I don’t want to be the only one having nightmares about tiny elf people carrying around large turkeys and la-la-la-ing for no particular reason.  It’s just not right.  That being said, it’s my favourite Thanksgiving tradition (of traditions which are only in their second year).  Our second-year of having a Diestel turkey was also a success, although I didn’t realize that my pre-cooked bird was close to frozen in the center, so when I reheated, I should have added another 15 or 20 minutes to the warming time.  Still, an excellent, juicy turkey with good flavour—the only turkey to have breast meat that I actually want to eat.  I brought home some leftovers, and I’ll make soup.  Turkey soup with matzo balls.

I feel like such a hypocrite for saying this, but someone on another blog (a woman we refer to around our house as “turkey killer”) (but we say it with love), is about to slaughter the turkey she’s been raising for Christmas dinner.  Now, I obviously eat turkey, and I eat slaughtered turkey, but I’m bothered by the idea that this one particular turkey is alive right now but will soon be dead.  I feel like I know this turkey personally.  I worry that the turkey thinks it’s a pet.  I worry that this turkey knows he’s not like the other kids and that he’s going to be taken “someplace special”.  I worry about this turkey.  Poor little turkey guy :(

Before I go, the latest from my email bag of tricks:  Hammacher Schlemmer is having a “private” up to 70% off sale on a few items, and two of those items are a cat stroller and a double-decker pet stroller.  If you have the guts to walk down the street with your cat in a pram, I say more power to you, and you definitely deserve a big discount.

We will not be going out tomorrow.  We will not be doing any shopping.  We will stay quietly at home, until the evening, when I finally get to see Canada’s holy grail in person: the Stanley Cup.

Posted by Leigh-Ann on 11/24 at 11:51 PM

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  1. Turkey killer here. We have never raised an animal to eat before. We love our chickens and they are like pets, but the turkey. Since the day we got him we have told the kids that we are gong to eat him. It’s not easy for me either, but the thing of it is, well two things. I watched the PETA turkey video the other day and out turkey has had a very good life. He’s free ranging, organic, hormone and medicine free. Secondly, there is no way i can keep him. He is huge and scary. He chases after the kids and pecks them. I am a little worried that the other chicks he was raised with have formed a bond with him, but as they all come into maturity that seems to be changing.

    All my round about way of saying - i’m sorry!

    Posted by jess  on  11/25  at  07:52 AM

  2. Love your posts…you may want to check out an article I wrote called “Can I watch?” (all about pets).  I would love your opinions and comments as a pet lover!

    Ciao for now…

    Posted by Teri  on  11/25  at  10:01 AM

  3. I just read your comment over at Diana’s and I think I love you. I’m in vet school now, which is a long story in itself, and brought to cats w me from Israel. One adopted me, the other well, also. Oh and the dog, the dog who came for the weekend only 3 and a half years ago. Life is busy around the flat.

    I think turkey killer up there is right, actually. This turkey has had a most excellent life devoid of chemicals, roaming the hills (of sorts). I’m not sure abt turkey cognition but unless that lady has an abattoir at home I don’t see how that turkey can make the connection. Couldit be you’re anthropomorhising the turkey a bit? I don0t mean to sound rude or anything, justtrying to make you feel better abt it. Truthfully, it is a much better option than the one I follow. I do eat mostly free range but even then I don’t really know how the animal lived for sure, can only assume it has less chemicals and I won’t grow an extra boob or a few lumps in the two original ones, and don’t know how they are killed. If I could (also, if I had the courage to kill them or knew how to do it painlessly) I would do it her way. I’d know, an dthe animals would be happy. Much better than eating chicken who have been copped up all their lives, leg fractures and all. :( Not sure this helped but I hope so.

    Posted by Lioness  on  11/29  at  01:35 AM

  4. Thank you for the love, Lioness ;-)  I read your blog all the time, but am always confused about where you’re going to school.  I know you’re from Israel, but first I thought you were going to school in Canada for some reason, then I thought it might be Portugal, and then England or South Africa, so you’re obviously quite worldly and I’m just bewildered.

    My comments about the turkey were a bit non-serious, but rooted in the fact that I feel I know this specific turkey.  So, I wasn’t saddened by the thought of “a turkey” being killed, but the thought of *this* turkey being killed.  My partner reads Jess’ (“Drowing in Kids”) blog, and for months has been telling me about the turkey, and we lovingly refer to Jess around our house as “Turkey Killah”.  I’ve heard so much about this specific turkey, and I always figured that when the time came, Jess would change her mind, as she’s a big animal lover.  The fact that she didn’t was sort of a shock, hence my “poor turkey” comments.  I need to not read blogs of people who eat the food they raise.  I don’t have any less respect for Jess for her choice, but it’s difficult for me to read about.  I absolutely agree that the turkey has had a good life.

    Ah, I’m just a freak… shoot me now :)

    Posted by Leigh-Ann  on  11/29  at  01:54 AM

  5. I’m hooked, and you’re blogmarked! I was going to have a turkey dog for lunch, but I think not. I’ve known a few “turkeys” personally also. (Both two-legged and two-legged)I love that you are both funny and “smart.” Since you’re life has gone to the dogs (and the cats, birds, and fish), I really would like you to weigh in on my article about pets (which includes dogs, cats, birds and fish) called “Can I Watch?”

    Hope you visit me mudpuppy, and remember…Happy Women Unite!

    BTW, Lioness, I loved your comments re my article…I left you one also.

    Teri

    Posted by Teri  on  11/29  at  09:01 AM

  6. Oh I see, the turkey became sort of a friend by proxy. I’d cringe as well. Hope it was tasty, it’s the very least. (yes, I do schizoid well.)

    As for me, I am actually Portuguese, lived in Israel for 3,5 years, lived one year in Germany as an exchange student in 89/90, am a Britophile wou’d love to see the world write “colour” and “realise” bcs the alternative hurts my soul. As for you, why oh why do you say you read me and I have never seen a comment?? Want to spoil international relationships? (My Lovely Ones category might take your fancy, it’s mostly animals, it’s inside the Down The Rabbit Hole drop-down menu). Either way, start typing. Yes? You mean, mean woman.

    Posted by Lioness  on  11/29  at  10:11 AM

  7. Lioness, I have commented in your blog a few times, most recently in your entry, “My Psyche is a Fraud”.  I have to post as “Mudpuppy” though, as your blog seems to only allow Blogger-member comments, and that’s my Blogger ID.

    And Teri, I did visit your blog after your last comment, but it’s been such a hectic few days that I haven’t been able to do very much “fun” stuff.  Just writing my own blog entry last night kept me up until almost 4am.  I hope this week will start to get back on track again, and I’ll do more blog surfing, commenting, and other things which don’t involve cleaning the litterbox (or watching football, not that I wasted hours doing that on Sunday) :)

    Posted by Leigh-Ann  on  11/29  at  12:03 PM

  8. Oh stupid blog ate up my comment! I meant to say, oops, so sorry! I am so behind in answering comments and being able to check blogs. I hate it when I let newcomers’ comments go unanswered, whenever that happens to me I feel like they’re politely telling me to sod off. “leigh-Anne” threw me, I had to disable anons bcs of a minor stalkerish issue, will turn it back on, might be all right now. You left me a lovely comment, thank you. Will try and be better.

    Posted by Lioness  on  11/29  at  03:52 PM

  9. I send this to my husband every year and he hates it… he makes such a big deal about it, that I can’t resist sending it every year…  Sorry, I have a rather twisted funny bone, I guess…

    Posted by Evelyn  on  11/23  at  01:19 PM
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