One year, my dad was carving the Thanksgiving turkey on the kitchen counter with an electric knife. He hit a bone, torqued the knife and nearly severed a finger. The turkey became a bio hazard, and our starving family packed in the car and sped to the ER. Hours later, all appendages intact, we returned home to a very stuffed dog who had enjoyed a feast from the beautifully laid out table of food that had been hastily abandoned. All's well that ends well!
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