Okay, so I know what you’re supposed to do when you meet the Buddha on the road. Not sure about turkeys.
It’s a family of six. Four of them were newborns earlier this year. They always hang out in the same area, usually along the road or in peoples’ front yards. Sometimes they fly up onto someone’s roof. Yes, they can fly, though not far. I’ve seen them fly up about 20 feet and take roost in a tree.
They all survived thanksgiving, which was a bit surprising but we’re glad they did. They’re fun to have around. They’re not the brightest things on the road, and in a way they remind me of tourists. You pull your truck up to them and it takes them a minute to figure out that they need to move or they’ll get run over. Kind of like people crossing the street in Denver.
So glad they didn’t become dinner.