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New Turkey

I had just been on a turkey hunt in Upstate New York, in the Catskills,  a week earlier.  I must’ve had “turkey’ on my mind because I had all sorts of new ideas of how I was going to attract wild turkey’s to the farm this next winter.   (Not for hunting turkeys, just for the pleasure of seeing them.)  Then “Steve” was found walking down Highway 35, all lonesome and stuff.

It was love at first sight. ( And no one is claiming him so I think he’s found his forever home.) We just need to find him a lovely female companion.  He seems to have rejected us human sorts and we have to carry a big stick to keep him at bay.

farm animals
Steve the Turkey