While you’re at it, subject your dog to this nonsense.
Via Pleated Jeans
I’ve never seen a turkey neck before and I never need to see one again.
Omg Flanny. One year my grandma put the neck and gizzards to cook on top of the stuffing and when she took it out of the oven I was horrified. My mom said she could actually see the moment that the thanksgiving meal lost its appeal for me. Gag. (I have recovered since…but still EW.)
I hate this.
In more palatable news, my boss just gave everyone in the office an entire pie (apple or pumpkin, I chose pumpkin).
That dog is a saint.
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