Last evening, when I went to put the turkeys away, it seemed like there were awfully few of them. I puzzled over that for a good thirty seconds. I finally attributed that to the fact that the turkey were wet and huddled, in stead of fluffy and puffed out like usual. Then Dianna mentioned that the flock looked so small with the four turkeys missing that Bob and I had butchered the day before. Mystery of the tiny turkey flock solved! My flock looks still smaller today because Bob butchered four more. It's amazing what a difference a few turkeys can make!
Today, (Nov. 29,) I went down into the field where our turkeys had been. Over 100 turkeys are now gone, the amazing cacaphony of joyous gobbles was really diminished --- Joe and his ladies (Black Spanish breeders) seemed happy to be the center of attention yet again. But they are quiet compared to the 100 plus! I can remember trimming the flock just as you talked of, Laura, and it always amazes me even with so many more now.
Hi!
Thanks for your comment. I can picture your now-little flock, with Joe as their gallant defender. I'm now down to my breeding flock and a few turkeys that people want at a later date. Big Guy, my breeding tom, is definitely on alert! Aren't heritage turkeys delightful?
-Laura Colligan