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No, it’s not me eating a meatless meat patty or getting down with the free Billy Ocean album the husband’s playing to torment me in his barn, man cave large building filled with crap.
It’s this:
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Eight baby turkeys on the run, headed straight for our bird feeders.
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Momma brought them up for a nosh for the very first time since we’ve lived here.
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And that, my friends…. deserves a blog.
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The little guys were so sweet.
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Scratching the ground and pecking for seed.
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They stayed close to mom.
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And braved the great wide open for a snack.
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When mom looked wary?
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Babies did as well.
And a few seconds after this riveting video that will cause my new found legion of YouTube fans to flee….
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Momma got spooked and gathered her chicks.
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Funny thing was, all the babies ran one way and she ran the other.
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The chicks gathered.
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Huddled, and plopped right down to wait.
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When the coast was clear, momma called.
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They ran back.
And before I could focus?
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Everyone went flying for the woods.
River's world..... 
You only have about 10 weeks to fatten them up for the turkey buffet hubby is planning to hold in his large building with crap!!
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No stuffing!
No barn buffet!
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Did someone say stuffed turkey for dinner?
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Not this one!
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Hmmm stuffed turkey…..okay no that’s not the kind of response you were hoping but what do you expect? It’s almost the holidays, and then this hemorrhoid of a year will be over!
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Noooo! We don’t truss and stuff the visitors.
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🙄…….Okay, fine….🍗🍗🍗🍗
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How fun for you to watch!
I’ve learned to not mess with a mama turkeys. So have my dogs. Our one encounter in the forest, mama was fierce is her determination to distract my dogs from her young, encouraging them to follow her instead. Such a large bird, flapping her wings to be as big as possible while running across an open area full of tall grass, I actually feared for my dogs! All ended well as the dogs followed mama one direction, mama always staying well ahead, while I got to watch her two young run in the opposite direction, crossing the trail right in front of me, safe from canine harassment.
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They can be fierce, protective and territorial. We’ve had them attack cats dogs and people.
Momma turkey does not suffer fools.
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We had a place in Michigan that backed up to many wooded acres…used to get them in quite a bit. Now it’s the random mountain lion.
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We’ve never had one of those!
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Awww…I can just imagine them running up to the bird feeder. ❤
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Like a little feathered army. So cute.
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And me, sitting way over here in Florida, with boxes of #8 shot just twitching to take care of Thanksgiving dinner early…
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From the sounds of it, that might not be far enough away.
😉
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Eight Thanksgiving dinners just flew into the woods. *sigh*
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Yes they did.
🍗🍗🍗
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I have an acquaintance who contends that, among other reasons, the “First Thanksgiving” , with the friendly natives showing up with beautiful golden turkeys with all the trimmings was a fiction. I agree, but he says it was because there were no turkeys in New England. I’ll be showing him this video. Thanks.
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Turkeys are native to New England but were all but eradicated in the early 1900’s due to over hunting and pesticides. They were reintroduced about 50 years ago and are thriving once again.
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Good for youse guys. WNC is crawling with them. Every spring, a lot of the guys I worked with would bring their turkey calls in to work and it would sound like the turkey industrial complex. Sweet precious memories.
I can barely handle a Butterball, far less a wild turkey. In a glass, maybe.
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In a glass is a fine way to experience turkey.
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