Since some of my comrades here on FTB seem to be posting pictures of birds, I thought I’d offer some footage from my bedroom window a few years ago. It started when the Turkey Committee chair convened the meeting, and rapidly got out of hand. I was on a conference call for about an hour and a half, and the turkeys kept up this level of activity the whole time.
I admit I was tempted to overlay this with a voiceover from the Republican primary debates, but I don’t want to antagonize the turkeys.
There’s a pond at the back of my yard, and a cornfield up to the side, and that winter, every day, the turkeys would start down by the pond, then stomp their way up to the cornfield. The males would run out ahead of the hens and would puff their tails out hugely, and pose dramatically. The hens would keep walking past them, with their ear-buds firmly in their ears, looking at their smart-phones. When they passed, the males would deflate, run ridiculously up in front of them, then strike a pose again, “Hey baby, hey baby. Take your earphones out I’m talking to you!” The hens just kept walking, they had better things to do.
This, by the way, is one of the reasons I am unimpressed by hunters. They like to pretend they are doing difficult stalky camouflagey stuff, but I could have dropped a copy of “The Elements of Style” on one of them, and been a Mighty Killer Of Wild Things. I don’t bait wildlife to come near the house or anything; now that my dogs have gotten out of the dog business, wildlife can come right up to the house unwoofed-at.