Ok, ok. I'm realizing there are two groups on this thread (well, maybe 3 if you include the "I don't know where the heck my turkeys are" folks
). There are those who swear their turkeys hop onto their laps and into the crate when they go to catch them for butchering, and then there are those, like me, who have friendly enough relations with their turkeys until it is catching time, then it's all about escape!
The suggestion that I catch them by feeding a trail of corn makes me crack up, because I feed them corn every day -- I'm truly THEIR servant in that way! They are living in a fenced pasture area. they always let me come within a foot or two of them. However, when I reach out to pick one up, they are masters of dodging the hand -- like they have eyes on the back of their heads!
Oh, and this thread is all about catching the heritage breeds... it's not even fair to compare it to the ease of picking up those fat and lazy BBWs. (not trying to offend anyone, just trying to be funny.
).
My bruises have started to lessen, thankfully.