Thanksgiving in my home this year was on Saturday, after waiting for 4 remaining family members to arrive.
Because of this, the Turkey Trot couldn't begin until Sunday morning, just to be safe.
Sure enough, I went outside to fetch the Sunday morning paper and about 30 "Thanksgiving survivors" were parading up and down my street.
They stopped traffic and weren't in any hurry to let anyone by. Even the Chihuahua I had in tow couldn't get them to move any faster.
Count your blessings, you lucky Turkeys!