New Male turkey constantly puffing up

[Snoopy11]

Hello there my good people!

I have a question for you all.

So... a few months ago... we picked up a Tom turkey from a lady here in Indiana.

Well... this guy is quite an irritant... he always wants to be around people... stays puffed up all the time... bumping into us, etc...

I just wanted to ask if you guys think this is... normal... or do I have a nut on my hands...?

Don

 

[yesterDAYNE]

Pretty normal. The only time I've seen my tom not displaying is when he was a baby, and when he doesn't think I can see him out the window.

 

[Snoopy11]

and when he doesn't think I can see him out the window

I had to laugh at that... same here...

Don

 

[Snoopy11]

Pretty normal.

The bad part about it is... he... eh... won't leave me alone. I go into the shop... he follows... displaying...

I work under the truck... he follows... displaying...

I go into the house... he comes to the window... displaying...

As I type this to you... he is strutting round and round my chair as I sit on the patio...

Doesn't he ever get tired...???

Don

 

[R2elk]

The bad part about it is... he... eh... won't leave me alone. I go into the shop... he follows... displaying...

I work under the truck... he follows... displaying...

I go into the house... he comes to the window... displaying...

As I type this to you... he is strutting round and round my chair as I sit on the patio...

Doesn't he ever get tired...???

Don

He was human imprinted and thinks you are a hen turkey to be wooed.

Turkeys are very social birds. Get him some hen turkeys to occupy his time.

 

[Snoopy11]

He thinks you are a hen turkey to be wooed

THAT... I am not...

Don

 

[R2elk]

THAT... I am not...

Don

I don't imprint my turkeys. Mine don't behave like that. My turkeys will not approach people. Yours because of the imprinting does not understand that there is a difference between people and turkeys. It does not matter to him.

 

[MMARC234]

The bad part about it is... he... eh... won't leave me alone.

Welcome officially to the Human-Imprinted-Turkey Club, I suppose.

My girl is only 8 weeks old as of today, and I can already picture her learning how to jump the outdoor cat tree to peck at the sink window. She’s also a certified Stalker™ and loves to tell me about everything I’ve missed while I was gone.

And that’s not even counting her chicken entourage…