They wander out to the wrong side of the barn, roost on top of my husband's vehicles, pooping everywhere and scratching the paint. They have come up on the porch, sat on the railings, etc. Yesterday they found their way into the barn where we have all sorts of things stored and pooped all over a bunch of freshly painted plywood panels. It makes me so mad. They have four acres to wander on the other side of the barn, with all sorts of things to investigate. They won't last much longer. I have to rush home from work to beat my husband home in case the turkeys are out sitting on one of his cars, so I can chase them off before he sees. Way too stressful!