Tomorrow they go to be processed. I have to say that we will miss their presence here on the farm. The special things to remember are things like:
- The thunderous sound of the flock running from all corners of the yard to greet us,
- The silly sound of the group when they start to gobble (one after the other, like an echo)
- Or the familiar "shirp-shirp" they make when they see us
- The way they "stalked" a small-farmer to teach him a lesson
- The way that they follow the farmers around like an elder
- Or the way that the "Boys" stand up to protect us all from the dog
- Or how they run full-throttle behind us when we escort them to their home at night
- Or the trusting gaze they offer when we reach out and pet or touch them
- And of course, the times they do not flinch or run away when we touch them.
PS - We will really miss Bashful, he made every day special in the Turkey yard, such a gentleman. Wherever I was, he was always close behind.
1 comment:
I loved the way their faces turned purple and they fluffed out their feathers when they wanted to show-off!
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