My dog CJ loves one day better than all the rest in the year. And that is the day Margaret and I toast the bread for the stuffing, which always happens the Tuesday before Thanksgiving. CJ’s biggest attraction that morning is the fact that I am a bit of a klutz when it comes to getting the toasted bread into the bags so a bit of it always ends up on the floor for her to chow down on.

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