Thanksgiving morning was a busy one, to say the least. I was making my best to prepare everything for the feast, and that included pies, some fancy cranberry sauce, mashed-potatoes, and of course, the Thanksgiving turkey that my husband took eternity to bring home.
He went to the butcher’s and returned an hour and a half later. “Kyle, where have you been so far?” I asked nervously. But he just looked at me briefly and said something about the long queue at the butcher’s before he picked up his phone. “Sorry, Ace. Mom’s car broke down. I’m gonna go help her and bring her here,” he said, and before I could ask some more questions, Kyle stormed out of the door.
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In the meantime, our dog Max wouldn’t stop barking at the turkey. “No raw meat for you buddy,” I said, hoping he would understand what I was saying.
Max continued acting nervously around the poultry and I had no idea what made him angry. I just thought he was hungry, although I had fed him just an hour before.
I even tried to get him out of the kitchen, but he wouldn’t leave. His barking was getting louder and louder.
I grabbed the turkey to put it somewhere else and that’s when I noticed there was plastic stuck inside of it. I remembered I didn’t order any stuffing, so this was rather strange. When I pulled the plastic out I almost collapsed. Inside my Thanksgiving turkey was a bag filled with lots of money – I’m talking hundreds of dollars.
I finally figured out why Max barked so loudly. He was a rescue, not a trained police dog, but he could sense and smell something I couldn’t.
I tried reaching Kyle to ask him if he knew anything about the money. I thought maybe the butcher gave us a wrong one. Anyway, I got scared because I though we could get in trouble for this so I called the police.
Honestly, I didn’t know how to start because I knew they would think I was crazy. “Officer,” I said. “There is money inside my Thanksgiving turkey,” I explained and the person on the other side of the phone said they would send someone over in no time.
After some time, two officers appeared at my doorstep. I invited them in and they looked at me awkwardly. “So, mam, what seems to be the problem?” one of them asked.
I explained that I found the money after my dog barked at the turkey non-stop.
“Where did you get this turkey,” they asked, and I explained it was my husband who purchased it earlier that morning.
“Mam, we need to talk to your husband because this looks like the strangest case of smuggling money we’ve ever seen.”
“No, no, sir, my husband has nothing to do with this,” I tied to defend Kyle. “He just bought this turkey from the butcher’s. That’s all.”
At that moment, Kyle and his mom, Ruth entered the house and were shocked to see the two officers in the kitchen.
“Kyle,” I yelled. “I found money inside the turkey, tell the officers that you had nothing to do with this,” I said to my husband.
He just scratched his head and said, “Actually Ace, I do. That’s my money.”
“What!?” I yelled.
“Yes, honey, I withdrew all my savings this morning, that’s why I was a bit late,” he said. “I wanted to surprise you with a trip to Hawaii, and I didn’t know where to hide the money so you don’t see them until I was ready to tell you the good news.”
Ruth said her son was telling the truth, but the officers needed proof. That’s when Kyle pulled out the withdrawal receipt and showed it to the officers. The money he withdrew coincided with the money stuffed inside the turkey.
The officers started laughing, but honestly, I didn’t find that funny at all. “Kyle, what would have happened if I put the turkey in the oven. Didn’t you think about that?” I asked.
“Honestly, no,” he answered. “I just thought it was a good idea then and know I know it wasn’t. Not at all.”
The officers left and I forgave Kyle for scaring me. The Thanksgiving feast was an incredible one. At least we had a story to share with our family and friends.
And of that trip to Hawaii. That was the next thing I was looking forward to.
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