We had to rehome our turkeys last weekend because a neighbor reported us to the city (which shall remain nameless).
We are very grateful for the experience of raising turkeys.
It was a roller coaster ride of highs and lows, with the highs far exceeding our expectations.

I'm not asking for sympathy; we were fully aware that the turks were illegal, and may have to be rehomed. I'm simply posting this as a cathartic exercise to ease my broken heart.

I will admit the relief in not having to worry about their safety, or doing the deed at Thanksgiving or Christmas.
But I miss my turkeys very much. They were so much fun!
I don't know who turned us in, but it matters not. I know what I need to do: I need to let go of the resentment in my heart (because it is poison).
The laws are what they are.

We were fortunate to find an excellent home for them at a vineyard in Windsor, CA. They are living in an enclosed pen adjacent to a 100 year old barn.
We WILL have turkeys again someday, even if it means moving to the country.
A couple of the neighborhood moms cried when the found out, because their kids LOVED coming over to see the turkeys.

We are so glad we pushed the boundaries and tried the turkeys. Better to have loved and lost turkeys than never to have loved turkeys at all.
Thanks for listening....
Cheers.....
We are very grateful for the experience of raising turkeys.
It was a roller coaster ride of highs and lows, with the highs far exceeding our expectations.
I'm not asking for sympathy; we were fully aware that the turks were illegal, and may have to be rehomed. I'm simply posting this as a cathartic exercise to ease my broken heart.
I will admit the relief in not having to worry about their safety, or doing the deed at Thanksgiving or Christmas.
But I miss my turkeys very much. They were so much fun!
I don't know who turned us in, but it matters not. I know what I need to do: I need to let go of the resentment in my heart (because it is poison).
The laws are what they are.
We were fortunate to find an excellent home for them at a vineyard in Windsor, CA. They are living in an enclosed pen adjacent to a 100 year old barn.
We WILL have turkeys again someday, even if it means moving to the country.
A couple of the neighborhood moms cried when the found out, because their kids LOVED coming over to see the turkeys.
We are so glad we pushed the boundaries and tried the turkeys. Better to have loved and lost turkeys than never to have loved turkeys at all.
Thanks for listening....
Cheers.....