One of these things is not like the others

My four-year old Speckled Sussex hen Judy decided to join a wild turkey flock. Well, only for a little while. She saw me toss the wild turkeys some scratch grain, and since the door was open to her run, she didn't see why she shouldn't enjoy some of it, too.

She was the only one brave, or foolish, enough to join the turkeys. The others remained behind in their run. I kept close watch in case the turkeys should get territorial. I needn't have been concerned for it was Judy who was territorial. Several times she flew at the closest turkey hen, causing her to fly up and away from the fierce Judy, who flared her neck feathers impressively, determined to show those turkeys she meant business.

There was little doubt, the turkeys considered Judy to be the alpha hen. These were mostly juvenile wild turkeys, so that's probably why they were impressed by Judy. I wonder if Judy knew they were just youngsters.