Apropos of the holiday, I thought I’d share a curious life-changing experience I had this year with respect to (you got it) turkeys.
For some reason, a number of large wild turkey mamas decided to use my place to feed and raise their babies. How interesting and what fun…
I watched the babies sprout from tiny little poults (see bottom photo) to the hefty adolescents you see above.
Strangely, my big dogs and horses got along with them famously. Smart move on their part because no one in his right mind would want to tangle with a mama turkey standing watch over her brood. They are gentle but ferocious when it comes to taking care of their babies.
As a captivated spectator of this wonderful exhibit of mother nature at work, I learned so much about their behavior and habits, and I was won over to the turkey “cause,” you might say. They have eyes like ours and are great mothers who make their chicks behave! They sleep (roost) in trees or on fences, love bugs, worms and cracked corn — and the bigger they get, the more land they need to forage. The Florida Wildlife Commission agents who came over and visited with me about how to care for them said grown wild turkeys need 100 sq. miles to forage effectively!
After playing turkey nursemaid for so many months, I suppose it’s no surprise that I’ve lost my taste for turkey and will be celebrating with other festive choices on the holiday dinner table.
Happy Thanksgiving one and all! Thanks for stopping by …