Turkey Tales

Ahhhh, life in the country. It's never boring, sometimes downright amusing!

The silly boy is at it again! Sunday when we got home from church, he started strutting back and forth in front of Roger's truck. It seems that he saw his reflection in the chrome and thought there was another guy strutting around. He did that non-stop for nearly 5 hours!!! He actually wore a path in the gravels from dragging his wings as he strutted. We kept checking every so often and there he was... back and forth, back and forth. It was getting dark and time for him to fly up in a tree to roost when he quit. He has a set time, really (lol!), when he roosts. It varies by about 5 minutes, and does change as the daylight hours shorten or lengthen, but we can usually guess what time it is when he decides to roost. I got a few short video clips on my digital camera, but only one will upload to photobucket. Let's see if it works for you. Though I do live out in the country and not a house in sight of ours, there is a county side road that runs in front of our house, thus the cars you see zipping past. I'm also attaching a pic I took of Tweedle Dum pecking the bumper. The chickens usually keep to the back yard, but when they saw me going around the house, they had to come along to see what was going on. The truck bumper was not harmed in the making of this video, and yes, Tweedle Dum is still here, guarding his domain. Early this morning he flew down from his roost and was lying in the sun inside the chicken pen, I had fastened the little door to the coop because of the below freezing temps and he was waiting on me to turn them out. Enjoy!