Well, that doesn't happen every day
Apr. 11th, 2009 12:47 pmOn the way home from the dentist's, my car was waylaid by wild turkeys.
One of the roads I sometimes take when driving home is a two-laner that runs by a gorgeous private farm. I noticed that cars were stopped in both directions, thought maybe there had been an accident. Saw two wild turkeys in the farm field, behind a pole fence.
Then something that had been hidden by a stopped car came into view. A pair of turkeys, circling the car like cranky border guards, pecking at the tires and gobbling. That car managed to inch past, and the pair converged on the next in line, crowding close, pecking and gobbling and grumpy as hell.
Then my turn came. I lost sight of them as they circled Kuro's front, and honked my horn. That brought them around to my side, tails fanned, heads bobbing and wattles wattling, gobbling even louder in reply. One pecked at Kuro's side--I heard the tap, and haven't yet checked to see whether it chipped paint. I edged forward as cars behind me honked, and after about five minutes made my break. Felt a little satisfaction when I saw the car behind me, which had honked, stopped just as cold as I had been.
One of the roads I sometimes take when driving home is a two-laner that runs by a gorgeous private farm. I noticed that cars were stopped in both directions, thought maybe there had been an accident. Saw two wild turkeys in the farm field, behind a pole fence.
Then something that had been hidden by a stopped car came into view. A pair of turkeys, circling the car like cranky border guards, pecking at the tires and gobbling. That car managed to inch past, and the pair converged on the next in line, crowding close, pecking and gobbling and grumpy as hell.
Then my turn came. I lost sight of them as they circled Kuro's front, and honked my horn. That brought them around to my side, tails fanned, heads bobbing and wattles wattling, gobbling even louder in reply. One pecked at Kuro's side--I heard the tap, and haven't yet checked to see whether it chipped paint. I edged forward as cars behind me honked, and after about five minutes made my break. Felt a little satisfaction when I saw the car behind me, which had honked, stopped just as cold as I had been.