My sister is getting married in September and at her most recent bridal shower, we were joking about how she and her future husband, like most second children, do not have a baby book. My mom and dad, like almost every parent in the world, did everything by the book when I was born. As the oldest child my growth was documented at the K-mart photo gallery each month, my baby teeth and locks of hair were saved and the shoes that I took my first steps in were even bronzed (something that was fashionable in the late 70s). All of these mementos were collected, organized, labeled and carefully placed in a baby book to be used against me at some point during my life. My sister on the other hand has shoe boxes full of baby stuff to look through.
I guess Roxy and my sister have something in common. While I didn't forget her birthday, I failed to document it here. On June 20, the Rox-A-Roni turned four years old and we celebrated in the back yard with tasty turkey necks. Who needs cake and ice cream when you can have raw poultry cartilage that's good for your teeth too?
When I was preparing their meal I was a little shocked at the size of these turkey necks. I couldn't imagine the size of the Godzilla fowl these things came from. I think they might have been bigger than the dogs themselves at one time. I just kept thinking about these mammoth turkeys roaming free, waddling around and my dogs lying in wait in the bushes just waiting for the perfect opportunity to make their move; only to get within 10 yards of the giant gobblers to realize their super-size and turn and run the opposite direction with the turkeys chasing them. It's a bad greyhound cartoon that played in my head as they devoured these turkey necks. It was something to help me drown out the sound of crunching cartilage.
What they don't know is that this turkey neck meal is going to become a weekly ritual since I have such a hard time finding fresh marrow bones for them.
So, I guess it is just the second-child's cross to bare no matter if you walk on two legs or four. Happy late birthday Roxy. Tonight I'll give you the bigger of the two turkey necks to make up for it.
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