Thanksgiving Turkey

I heard whimpering in the aisle, stopped and turned back and saw a shelf of small turkeys being readied for the annual Thanksgiving feast. This little turkey had a tear running down her cheek.

"Please, kind sir, save me from my fate," she said. "It will soon be Thanksgiving and then it will be too late.  Can you help me, please?  Can you buy me so I don't die on Thanksgiving Day?"

Well, I've got to say I was moved and close to tears at this desperate plea. So, I bought the turkey and brought it home.

Then it hit me. Turkeys can't talk. It was just a ploy to get me to spend my money. So, I grabbed the turkey by the neck and sure enough there was a tag which said "Made in China." I tossed the thing into the garbage can.

But as I walked away, I swear I heard that whimpering again.

Just in case you're wondering, I've decided to skip Thanksgiving this year.

It seems like the right thing to do.