The owner showed up today and picked up his missing bird. She does come from either a Narragansett or part Narragansett hen that was bred by a Red Bronze tom which means that she probably does have some Bourbon Red in her.
He also took my 3 1/2 year old Self Blue tom with him. He was totally free range and not fed by me this past summer. He dressed out at 18 1/2 lbs. after the removal of many lbs. of pure fat. He has at least an 1/8" layer of fat under his skin and was so greasy after being cleaned that it was impossible to hold onto the carcass. I know he ate a multitude of russian olives.
I was reading a happy story about him taking your 3 1/2 year old Tom, thinking this hen will have company... Then the tale took a dastardly turn as I figured out he forgot to take the head with him..
BTW that's a nice sized carcass for a heritage.
My turkeys are not as dumb as I had hoped. I went out to put everyone to bed. Ethel and one other hen were in the chicken coop again. The others followed me, I saw they had lots of shell corn and BOSS on the ground in their pen. I went and got the bucket from by Bert's pen, and started walking back to the turkey pen. Not one turkey followed me. I shook the bucket pounded on the side of it, and they stood there and looked at me like I was an idiot. I called them. They stayed perfectly still talking amongst themselves. I figured out they must know the bucket is empty. I went around one shed snuck into the shed with the grain in it. I put 8 inches or so in the bottom and walked out. Every stinking turkey was right there, following me like I was the pied piper of turkeys. I went into the pen and pretended to dump some grain (treats) on the ground where the left over treats were.
Again not one turkey came into the pen. They just looked at me, staring waiting for me to actually dump them some grain. I tipped a few handfuls on the ground and they all came running in. except for Ginger and a couple others. I finally got all of them into the pen except one. A stupid little hen that I think Coffee should own. I chased her around and around and around. She ran by the door every time.
I went and ran the turkeys into the turkey house. No small feat, mind you. I blocked them in with a piece of OSB. When the turkeys were out of sight the hen went bat poop crazy! I caught her and carried her into the pen and let her go, she was making that " I am lost" noise and the "HELP he is going to hurt me" noise. which got all the turkeys and chickens screaming. It was not a fun time. I put her in the pen and she ran around screaming "the sky is falling" and "I am lost" I knocked the OSB down blocking the door.
JJ and Sidekick were the first two out, running to her side. I think I got the middle toe and was called Bellybutton again tonight.
Something is up though, the toms are really fighting. Even JJ was putting the run on Sidekick today. I am not sure if it is just JJ ensuring his top tom spot or the hens are in "heat". Do turkeys and chicken go into heat?