- Apr 15, 2008
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My four beautiful, fat, funny, friendly heritage turkeys are no more it would seem. I am so bummed. Just last week I posted about their inclination to defy both clipped wings and tall fences and explore the wooded areas beyond our acres of pasture, and it would seem that was their undoing. Last night, only Henny-Penny was roosting at dusk, but I tried not to worry, too much. After all, they had been late for supper before. This morning, she came alone for breakfast, so we went looking. Way, way, WAAAY beyond the woods, behind the cornfields, we found what was left of Mr. Snood, (not much) our Black Spanish tom. A few plops of turkey poop nearby indicated the gang had likely all been roaming together and were surprised by something fast and ferocious from the cornfield. My money is on a coyote, as it appeared to be a quick grab and devour, and it would have been late afternoon, still quite light out. The other 3 must have scattered into the woods and since it has now been over 24 hours without a sign of them, I am sure they have met similar fates. I am just so sad and am trying to console myself with knowing that my lovely organic turkeys will at least not be contributing to cancer amongst the coyote population....
Yeah, it isn't really working....
Yeah, it isn't really working....