My Thanksgiving turkeys are a little smaller, but equally as slippery. And this butterball moves quite a bit more. But there is something about bathing in a kitchen sink to make a house a home. Maybe it is the bay window overlooking the picket fenced front yard. Maybe I can multitask better- he splashes water on the floor- clean sink, clean floor, clean baby. Maybe it is easier to spy on the neighbors.
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