Ordinarily, when there are several turkeys together they are called a flock.
However, here on the farm where there are only two,
we call it a congress.
You see, these two boys are very often on opposite sides of the fence...
fighting back and forth.
Tom is a Republican.
Chuck is a Democrat.
It happened several times this weekend.
The squabbling was so bad, that one of the turkeys actually got his leg stuck in the fence.
At that, I untangled him, swooped him up...
gave him a little advice...
and carried him back to his house...
the other one running along behind us!
(If you are new to our blog...
Tom and Chuck are Bourbon Red turkeys and are almost 6 years old.
I have had them since they were just hatched.
Tom and Chuck were originally named Thanksgiving and Christmas...
until we realized there was no way we could eat them!)
I continue to rack up a lot of mileage on my Fitbit.
Unfortunately, walking and walking-while-carrying a 30 lb. turkey
count the same.
I'd recommend walking-while-carrying a 30 pound turkey for those of you
who feel you need a little extra work-out!
I cannot believe there isn't an exercise app for that!
Needless to say, when evening came....
The Pink Fairy spent the day with us on Saturday.
She's growing way too quickly!
We visited the pigs...
and the horses...
Oh, so much fun to look forward to with this little sweetheart!
Off the needles:
rolled cuff fingerless mitts.