Our Dog Wouldn’t Stop Barking at the Thanksgiving Turkey — When I Finally Checked It, I Called the Police

One Thanksgiving got crazier than usual when our dog, Max, refused to stop barking at the turkey my husband had just picked up. I thought the dog wanted to eat a piece, but when I removed the plastic covering, I realized Max was alerting me to something that had me calling for immediate help.

I’m Athena, but everyone calls me Ace. I’m a 32-year-old wife, dog mom, and, as of last Thanksgiving, the unwitting star of a crime thriller. Okay, not really, but that’s what came to my mind back then.

It all started Thanksgiving morning. My husband, Kyle, offered to grab the turkey we had pre-ordered at the local organic butcher shop so I could focus on the chaos in the kitchen. “I’ll be back soon!” he said, cheerful as ever, before heading out.

I should’ve known something was off when “soon” turned into over an hour.

When Kyle finally returned, he looked frazzled. His hair was messier than usual, and his smile seemed forced.

“Took longer than I thought. Had to hit three places and help Mom with something. Everything’s fine, though,” he said, breathless.

But before I could ask for details on what happened, his phone buzzed. “Great. Mom’s car broke down in the middle of the road. Gotta go help her, and I’m probably driving her here.” And just like that, he was out the door again.

That was weird, even for Kyle, but I didn’t have time to dwell on it. Thanksgiving offered no breaks.

While I was juggling pies and side dishes, Max started going nuts. He’s usually excited on Thanksgiving because he knows scraps are coming his way, but this was different.

He stood in front of the counter where the turkey sat, barking his head off like a maniac.

“Max, enough! You’re not getting raw turkey,” I scolded gently, but he...