There's A Full Moon Rising!

Happy Thanksgiving Day to everyone! This Thanksgiving Day was so great! In fact, it has become my favorite Thanksgiving Day of all— and we’re counting fifty-six of them!

This morning, at 6:00, the lights came on inside our trailer and Tony and I knew exactly what we had to do. First off, Tony fed our personal dogs, while I cooked us breakfast. Following breakfast, Tony went outside to the barn, and then a few minutes later, he returned with sacks, full of people food—that we were going to cook for our rescued dogs today!

We soon had every pot that I own, on the stovetop cooking up the mixed vegetables: corn, peas, green beans, carrots and lima beans! While the veggies cooked, Tony went back to the barn and returned with four giant feed buckets, a high-powered electric drill, and a heavy duty orange extension cord. We were now ready for Carol and John to arrive, so they could help us prepare and serve our Utopian dogs annual Thanksgiving Dinner!

Carol showed up first, and within a minute, of her arrival—she had all of us laughing about her latest antics! While I was making coffee, a fan of Kinky’s from Dallas, that we know, started calling about every five minutes or so, and hanging up everytime the answering machine went into action. Carol was in disbelief!

Tony and I explained to Carol, that the young woman has a really bad crush on Kinky, and she calls us four or five times everyday—she always leaves a short message on the first call of the day, but after that she just calls and hangs up, and she does the same thing to Kinky, too. Carol was shocked, even though we explained that we were all used to it, and it didn’t bother us at all.

“She usually starts calling us,” I said, as the phone rang, “around five-thirty or six in the morning. She started at 6:30 this morning.”

“It’s her, again” Tony said, as he glanced at our caller I.D.

“She gets a little more active during full moons,” I explained. “And, we’re under one right now.”

“Carol,” I said. “She is a very nice young woman, and every other year, she takes a bus from Dallas, we pick her up at the Kerrville bus station, and bring her to the rescue ranch for a few days, and then we put her back on the bus—to Big ‘D’.”

“How long have you known her?” Carol asked.

“How long, Tony?” I asked.

“At least seven or eight years,” Tony said, as the phone rang, again.

“Is it her?” Carol asked.

“Nope,” Tony said, “It’s Kinky. Do you want to talk to him?”

“Yes,” I said, as I picked up the phone. “Hi, Kinky!”

“Good morning, Nance,” Kinky said. “How are you this morning?”

“I’m fine,” I answered. “Has Angie been calling you this morning?”

“Yes,” Kinky said. “She woke me up this morning, and has probably called and hung up at least eight or nine times. She’s on a roll.”

“We’re up to seven, so far,” I said. “It’s because of the full moon.”

“When are we feeding the dogs?” Kinky asked.

“Nine-thirty,” I said. “If everything goes right.”

“Okay, I’ll be there,” Kinky said. “See you in a little while.”

“John’s here,” Tony said, as he looked out the front door. “Morning, John—come on in.”

“Morning everyone,” John said, as he took his jacket off.

We all said our hellos to John.

“Let’s fix the dinner!” I said. “John and Carol, will y’all first divide those five dozen eggs into the three buckets, while I start draining the vegetables.”

John and Carol began cracking the eggs and Tony helped by bringing them full cartons and removing the empty ones.

“The eggs are cracked,” John stated. “Now what?”

“Please, divide that jar of crushed garlic into the three buckets,” I said.

“All of it?” Carol asked.

“Yes,” I said. “The dogs love it!”

“Okay,” Carol said. “Garlic's done. What’s next?”

“Let me add some dry dog food,” Tony said. “Then y’all divide the three bags of cheese”

Tony then grabbed the giant, electric hand drill, and inserted the long paddle mixer. “Stand back,” he said, as he turned on the drill.

Carol and John’s jaw dropped, as they stood, and watched the powerful paddles mix the dinner ingredients. After Tony had mixed all three of the buckets, they added more dry dog food, twelve packages of ground turkey, four large sacks of dry turkey stuffing and then hot water. Then Tony let Carol and John take turns mixing the half-full buckets.

When they had every bucket mixed, we added the steaming hot vegetables—making the buckets nearly full. After they mixed in the vegetables—we were ready to go outside to serve the dogs their warm, tasty meal. When we walked out the front door, it was nine-thirty, and Kinky had just pulled up in his car—to help us!

I self-appointed myself—the official photographer, and followed the gang as they served up the delicious turkey dinners to fifty-seven grateful dogs!

It was a blast watching the dogs wolf-down their dinners as fast as they could. It was as if they had never eaten food before! And yes, they all got second servings, ate all of their vegetables, and licked their pans clean! Kinky loved feeding them, as did Carol, John and Tony! And, I loved seeing all of those happy dogs with tails wagging!

Yes, this was, by far, my best Thanksgiving Day. Thank you Tony, Carol, John and Kinky.

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