[ArGee]

Was that the song that goes:

East bound and down
Loaded up, turducken!!!

I could never figure out how the turducken figured in to that story, but I still want to try one someday.

[TheOldLady]

Bryan bought a new-flavor medley of cat foods for our picky eater, Lucas Prince
of darkness (pictured below, sitting on the "concrete" cat, with the late, lamented
Slinker at his feet), and one of the flavors was Turducken.

That was when Luke and Slink were about 6 or 7, and both were healthy. Slink
died of lymphoma when they were 8. Luke never recovered from the loss. He
still mourns for my late Rocket, too. Luke is almost 15 now.