Yesterday around 6 p.m. while I was home making dinner my husband took the dog for a walk after I fed her. A block from the beach in a public park with large tot lot walked a Tom, yes a male wild turkey, strutting around for everyone to see.
He called me and asked me to run down with my camera, but alas, I was in the midst of an elaborate cold dinner preparation so he used his iPhone and got a few blobs. Sorry.
While our dog Zoe was on a long leash, Jim was looking at the turkey and she was hunting around in the bushes for some old rancid chicken. Jim got the bone out of her mouth and didn’t tell me about it…
until 5:00 this morning when she vomited twice in our bedroom. She’d already awakened me once to get up on the bed at 3:00 and I couldn’t get back to sleep because the sun was coming up and we’re missing a bedroom shade so it’s bright as day in there.
Jim came out to get me in the living room and I found the Nature’s Miracle and a sponge and towels and cleaned it all up.
In the end both had an adventure: Jim got to see a live wild turkey in a public park a block from Lake Michigan; and Zoe got to scarf up some rancid chicken and toss her cookies hours later. Great end to a weekend! Dee
Cooking with Dee 
Long time, no check in! I’m going to go back and read through some of your posts and catch up on you! Been a long, frustrating year and a half for me, but I think we’re almost back on track. Hope you are well….