I fell in love with a turkey.

Four years ago, this wild hen Turkey was obsessed with my chickens. She would come about ten yards from me and mingle with my flocks. She was always alone, never brought or attracted other turkeys, never ate my feed, but just wanted their company. She vanished once winter came, I always wondered what happened to her. Nowadays my roosters fight with Male pheasants.
 
I love my midget white turkeys. They let me know when I'm too slow getting out of the car.
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i was videotaping this turkey, and it loves shiny things. it pecked my camera and scratched it. i don't care. i still love it. its so sad everyone wants to eat it. i come home all excited and happy, and tell my brother about this beautiful, sweet turkey, and the first thing he says is "Mmmm thanksgiving dinner." :hit and its not even full grown.
 
i was videotaping this turkey, and it loves shiny things. it pecked my camera and scratched it. i don't care. i still love it. its so sad everyone wants to eat it. i come home all excited and happy, and tell my brother about this beautiful, sweet turkey, and the first thing he says is "Mmmm thanksgiving dinner." :hit and its not even full grown.
Sounds like something my brother would say, too.
 

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