"I'll say," said Doc. "You know, with Thanksgiving on us, I have to
tell you I'm very thankful for sunsets like that one." Those of us
who don't live in the big cities tend to be thankful for different
things than those who may live in stucco cliff dwellings. We tend to
look at the natural blessings more than the man-made ones.
Our gratitude extends past not having our teenager go to jail, or
for the raise we just got at the factory. Our favorite ball team can
win or lose on its own without our having to look for Divine
Intervention, usually. We tend to be grateful for other things, like
calves in the spring and how clean they look before they discover
mud.
We are deeply grateful that tasty rabbits arrive in large litters
and bears don't. When we think about it, we are thankful that we get
eggs from hens and not from rattlesnakes, as checking the rattler
house each morning could get way too exciting.
When you consider that porcupines have quills, and not deer, it
gives us pause for praise, and we're happy that it's skunks that
carry scent glands, and not squirrels.
We are thankful, too, that hurricanes and tornadoes only happen
in warm weather. It's bad enough to lose the barn without being
chill-factored to death while it's happening.
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"Turkeys," Dud said, sipping his coffee.
"What?"
"I'm thankful turkeys are stupid. Ever looked in a turkey's eyes?
Not only is no one home, but there was a mass evacuation sometime
during the Eisenhower administration. A turkey has just enough
brains to operate his heart and lungs."
"You're thankful for that?" Doc said.
"Sure," said Dud. "If turkeys had been given the rudimentary
intelligence of a garden snail, we might be forced to eat sheep on
Thanksgiving."
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