A Christmas to Remember

Most Christmas days roll into one over the years. The snapshot in my mind is the excitement in the morning, the presents and wrapping paper everywhere. Great memories but predictable, nothing really sticks out as unusual. Except once.

The turkey was about to be brought to the table. Grandpa was sharpening the carving knife. I can see the faces around the table, Mom and Dad, Gramma, aunts, uncles and a couple of cousins. The smell of the roasted turkey and stuffing, the red cranberries in a fancy bowl bright red patiently waiting., and Hot rolls waiting to be slathered with butter, not margarine.

As we all watched Grampa expectantly, suddenly there was a flash of bright yellow and a flap of feathers as Sunny Boy my budgie bird came in for a two point landing right smack in the middle of the butter dish! The table erupted, mom started to scream scaring Sunny boy who was ankle deep in the butter dish. Wings frantically flapping, feathers everywhere, his feet stuck solidly in the butter, everyone running around trying to find a towel or something to throw over his head. Poor old bird squawking ,finally lifted off feet caked with butter. He flew over to Moms lovely pleated curtains leaving butter budgie tracks imprinted on them before flying into the living room with 7 hollering adults behind him landing on the drapes the couch, moms good picture to the top of the swag lamp where he looked down upon them in bewilderment. There was butter everywhere. They got mom out of the room and told me to get my bird. They left us alone and I soon had Sunny Boy on my finger. He was more than ready to be away from the crazeies.

The turkey was cold after they got the curtains down, but that was ok. I’d never seen anything like this nor would I want to again but it sure serves to this day as a snapshot stuck forever in my memory as the most memorable of all!

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