Sunday, May 11, 2008

I love turkeys...

... but ONLY when they're tiny, fuzzy babies... or when they're COOKED! Live big ones running around in my yard might be fun to look at, but other than that they're a pain in the you-know-what! To answer your question, Grace... I don't think they've ever really bothered my flowers TOO much. They do, however, like to peck at the tomatoes. The worst 2 things about them are: 1) the huge... er... 'droppings' they leave all over (use your imagination as to how far one can squish up the sides of your shoe... or what the machinery looks like after they've been roosting above it overnight in the shed); and 2) the gobbling outside the bedroom window in the morning, which makes for a very RUDE awakening. If you've ever heard them gobble, you know it isn't just a steady "gobble, gobble, gobble"... it's a silence, followed by a sudden burst of "GOBBLE, GOBBLE, GOBBLE, GOBBLE!!!"... then more quiet... then the BURST again... over and over. AARRGGHH!!!

These are the ones from the video clip I posted Saturday. Much to my surprise and delight, our neighbor who bears the guilt of bringing the semi-wild turkeys to our area and who claims them as his, apparently saw them in our alfalfa field (just on the other side of those trees in the photos) later Saturday morning and came over and chased them back "home". YAY!! Now, if only they'd stay there. Ha! So far, though, I've only seen one hen back here, wandering through those trees probably looking for a good nesting spot. ONE turkey I can take.

(Click on photos to enlarge.)

Of course, any little ones who survive, do grow up. They get quite adventurous at times, too. Here are some on our deck railing a few years ago... trying to decide if they're brave enough to join their sibling on the roof!! AACK!!

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