There are four of us around the table. Drink after drink, we are telling each other horror stories of all kinds. Real life is the only genre admitted. As we are getting tired, stories about animals and their sorry demise get the upper hand. And then Ivan Hrvatin tells us a story about Jojo (read: Yoyo), a legendary hand from the slaughterhouse in Pazin. Some people around the table remember the burly fellow. One of Jojo’s jobs was putting turkeys on the conveyor belt leading to their death. He was the only one who could deal with the powerful blows of their wings. One day, a huge turkey gave him a couple of swift knocks, managed to escape his expert grip, and started running around the slaughterhouse yard. Jojo dashed after the bird with a stick in an attempt to bring it to justice. The slaughterhouse director noticed the commotion, stopped the chase, and accused Jojo of cruelty to animals. A commission was set up to deal with the case. When Jojo was asked to explain his untoward behavior, he shrugged his shoulders: “The turkey started it!” The case was quickly dismissed. When Ivan finishes his story, we all laugh our heads off and get up from the table. It is time to go to bed, but the story will stay with us for quite some time.