Birth of the Turducken and Setting a date, would you call this setup a Shotgun Turducken?

I should preface my first post and our journey overall. Why Turducken? Why now?
First, the Why. It was roughly a year ago, my boyfriend Henry and I discovered our supreme infatuation with the novel culinary concoction that is Turducken. Over time, our friends, coworkers, acquaintances, complete strangers and certain family members may say this has developed into an obsession. And, unabashedly Henry and I would have to agree. Being that it is simply a fun word to say, how can one refrain from saying it over and over again and glittering one's speech with it. No, one can not. It all began with the intimately developed language we created for our cat, Ben. Ben, the grumpiest of creatures, has distinctly angry facial features, and the all around persona of a curmudgeon, which is in high contrast to our other cat Lulu. One afternoon's pondering led us to believe Ben walked around the apartment with an inner monologue consisting of sounds like "Duck duck duck" or "Durk durk durk" (These are in no relation to the World Police movie but they sound similar) Then one day I asked "What does Ben eat for Thanksgiving?" and the obvious answer and birth of our obsession was "Turducken!" Three birds in one delicious place, three birds became the holy trinity of poultry and the nirvana of the epicure.
For people who have never tasted the no doubt delicious meat of Turducken we've stayed faithful to the idea of it. When times were rough, dinner was undecided or crankiness just prevailed the Turducken was there as our golden goblet. Some day our Turducken would come.
Why now? Why now, why not? In August, we were lamenting the dwindling hours of summer and completion of most of our adventures; my graduation from the University of Washington, the fabulous surprise trip to San Fransisco, backing and various brief albeit fantastic camping expeditions. In need of something to look forward to in the coming dreary Seattle darkness Henry finally said, "let's set a date". And soon enough we'd set October 18th of 2008 as the Date of Turducken.
I couldn't think of a more grand and frivolous way to ring in the Holiday Hibernation season.