A century of Turkey talk 2000-2100.

[charmedbaker]

: Ralph, your wife sounds like a smart lady! Penguin is milking the attention. I love it!

Feisty, if I was close I'd take your turkey! You aren't close to the central coast of California are you?

 

[feistychick]

: Ralph, your wife sounds like a smart lady! Penguin is milking the attention. I love it!

Feisty, if I was close I'd take your turkey! You aren't close to the central coast of California are you?

Thanks! I wish I was closer, but I'm in northern Washington :/.

 

[memphis]

I hope Turkules doesn't end up "hen pecked" with all his girls! I can't remember, is Turkules a Bronze? Have you used the Porters calculator to determine what kinds of babies he could produce? I've been obsessed with it since I finally figured it out. However, I got completely lost with the different types of Slates. But thanks to R2elk I think I'm starting to understand them better. I still can't figure out what type of Rusty Blue Lilac Lavender Tan Slates Ralphie has.

Aurora. ...we need an update on Adam!

 

[Chaos18]

A true Story.

Once upon a time, in early November, a husband and wife were enjoying the unusually warm fall weather, to build a roosting coop for their turkeys. The turkeys spent hours with the couple. jumping into the trees and climbing above them. Everyone had a good day.

As the day progressed the weather turned colder and the skies darker. That stupid daylight savings time was in place so the people could not work as late as they wanted. It was fast getting dark, when the husband said, "where are all the turkeys?" as they were not with the couple anymore.

The wife said " I dunno', not being as bright as the husband.

The husband noticed the turkeys by the coop. most had already put themselves to bed. They went early because of the impending cold weather and darkness. There were about 5-6 not in the coop and on their roosts. One of them, a rusty black with a nasty attitude was far away from the group. The rusty black turkey was named Penguin by the gullible wife, because she thought he was cute. She did not realize the cuteness was all an act to be a monster.

The husband thought to himself, "Wonder what that little PITA is up to now?". He is obviously trying to avoid going to bed and will rile up the whole flock if left to his own. The Husband had Penguins number and had him all figured out.

The wife happen to see penguin and went to run him into the coop. She caught up to him and started talking nicely to Penguin,

:"Oh Penguin, your so cute. You really should go to bed now, I can't believe how sweet you are."

This irritated the man, he just wanted the PITA ran into his coop and the door locked on penguin.

The man mentioned in a sweet manner, "could you speed that little ******* up?".

The wife took offense at this and said " do not call Penguin a *******! He is a sweet young turkey."
She them slowed down and walked even slower with Penguin to the coop. It took a good 20 minutes to travel 100 feet.

The husband then understood why Penguin was such a hoodlum. He had an enabler in his life.

Sounds like Penguin needs to play hide and seek in the oven.

 

[memphis]

Oh my! Poor Penguin! I told Ralphie to drop him off in Memphis on his was south. But his wife loves Penguin. I think Ralph needs to embrace the Penguin-ness, doesn't seem he'll be going anywhere!

 

[Chaos18]

Ralphie knows that there's only room for one loveable PITA in his house.....not two.

 

[duluthralphie]

Ralphie knows that there's only room for one loveable PITA in his house.....not two.

That hurts

 

[Chaos18]

That hurts

Did you have your coffee yet?

 

[OneMountainAcres]

Aurora. ...we need an update on Adam!

Lol, there's not a whole lot to update. Just slow progress. I think he's starting to like when i come sit with him in the brooder. He's not as shy about coming over to try to nip at my ring or my tablet. He talks to me more often now and if i walk away after talking to him, he has gobbling fits lol. Right now, I'm sitting in the brooder and he's standing on my legs. He's a heavy brat!

Best picture i could get of that lol.

Every time anyone walks into the garage, this is what we see:

I know that he hates to be alone and likes company but is still learning to trust. Move too fast or unexpectedly, he jumps away. Same with loud noises. He's still a bit iffy about being touched too but if he's in the mood, he really gets into it. I was rubbing under his wings the other day and he actually had his head down under my arm with droopy eyelids

 

[duluthralphie]

Did you have your coffee yet?

Having it now.