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I have been nibbled!

Look at this fine tom turkey! Our friend with the pet turkey sadly lost her original pet turkey and couldn’t bear it, so she got a pair of new ones. Emphatically not for eating.

Why, yes, he has an colorful head. I was told he actually looked a little dull today.

And while I was admiring a tiny baby gosling under a bush, papa goose decided I was a wrong ‘un and came out to nibble my shins aggressively. Hmph.

On an odd and completely unrelated note, when we were driving home a gigantic aircraft riding astonishingly low passed overhead. Uncle B, who knows about such things, said it was a military transport. We were nowhere near an airport and it really was freakishly low. What could that be about?

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Comment from ExpressoBold Pureblood
Time: June 17, 2025, 6:35 pm

Benjamin Franklin wanted the turkey to be the national bird of the USA. I’m happy that he lost that one.

RE: military transport aircraft… was it a troop transport or an equipment transport? Maybe it was on the way to Normandy and the UK is going to invade France.


Comment from Durnedyankee
Time: June 17, 2025, 10:21 pm

Nap of the earth terrain following flight practice?

Touch and go delivery practice on a flat test field somewhere near you?

The Hercs don’t need a paved runway.
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=8FxMIWInysg&pp=0gcJCf0Ao7VqN5tD

Turkey, he’s much prettier than the wild turkeys in Palo.Duro canyon, but those birds could detect an open chip bag at 300 yards.


Comment from Deborah HH
Time: June 18, 2025, 3:36 pm

That fella could make a great war bonnet!

JavaMan’s father and grandfather were yearly turkey hunters. We always had two turkeys at Thanksgiving. One Butterball and one NOT a butterball. Do you want dark or darker meat?

Stoaty—how are your feathered friends? You haven’t mentioned them lately.

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