This particular turkey greeted me recently when we stopped to visit some friends, and he didn’t seem too keen on having his photo taken.
I kept moving closer to take some better shots, and he staked his claim to his territory by sounding his gobble and strutting in my direction.
If I crouched down to take a shot from a better angle, he made a more aggressive move toward me. (The turkey’s owner told me that my crouching stance was a sign of confrontation, to which tom didn’t take too kindly.)
After a few photos from various angles, I’d had enough and stopped my photo shoot just short of being pecked in the shins.
Seeing this guy, I almost feel bad for eating one of his brothers on this, my favorite day of the year. Almost.
(Did I mention he acted a bit too cocky for his waddle?)
Happy Thanksgiving, everyone!
“Thanksgiving dinners take 18 hours
to prepare. They are consumed in
12 minutes. Halftimes take 12 minutes.
This is not coincidence.”
—Erma Bombeck
i say since tom was clearly stalking you, you needn't (yes, needn't) feel *too* bad about eating his kin:)
ReplyDeletehappy favorite day of the year to you!