Okay, let's be honest. If Butterball sold terriers with little red pop-outs that tell me there cooked just right, and families had traditions of eating them with lots of gravy, mashed potatoes, stuffing, and finishing up with some pumpkin pie (and maybe a slice of the apple pie too) all while watching the Detroit Lions lose yet another football game on Thanksgiving day, we'll yeah, I probably would eat my dog.
Sorry, PETA.
Thank goodness for turkeys.
