Oh, Hello

Up unnecessarily early this morning, and looked out the back slider to see a turkey and half a dozen turklets* in the back yard. The turklets were mostly medium-sized with one smaller one, which seemed odd, until momma turkey got irked and started chasing the larger ones away from the smaller one. At which point I realized there was another turkey and more turklets on the other side of the fence, and possibly a third batch farther along on the berm. Momma turkey apparently had only the one little turklet, and by ghod she was going to make sure nobody messed with it.

They no-doubt wandered into the yard through the section of fence we still haven't replaced. The turklets got out again through the gaps between the fence boards; I was wondering if momma turkey could figure out to go back through the open section and around to where her little one was, but she managed to flap up onto the top of fence, perch there for a second, then flap down on the other side. Turkeys can fly**, at least wild ones, at least a little; it is clearly not their preferred mode of transportation.

**WKRP quotes notwithstanding