Max, our hero, got extra turkey scraps for his efforts, and my husband had to endure the playful teasing from his relatives.
Later, we went on that trip to Hawaii, of course. That’s where we conceived our baby, and I’m looking forward to telling him that he was born because his father stuffed a turkey with money.
But I’ll have to wait several years for that.
Anyway, folks, listen to your dogs! Sometimes, they’re not just looking for treats! Happy Thanksgiving!

