This has been a week for animals — the wild and the tame.
Taking the tame first, yes, the cats are released from durance vile. So far, so good.
As for the wild, Charlie told me I missed a major migration of about two dozen deer across the side yard. He didn’t say if they were driving Conestoga wagons. Wait a minute and I’ll ask him.
He says no.
Then these guys came up to flaunt themselves before our almost-vegetarian eyes.
Yes, that close to the car. What are they? They’re wild turkeys. I knew we had them. We’ve seen them before, but not so many at once.
They went down into the woods. Then the wind started blowing like all get-out and leaves and spinners came down like solid rain and the turkeys freaked out. They were like, “Wind, stop it! You’re freakin’ me out, man!” They came out of the woods and calmed down, and went back in.
I love living back here. It’s awesomesauce!
Speaking of sauce, I’m posting today at Fatal Foodies on a non-chicken dinner that couldn’t be beat.
A WRITING PROMPT FOR YOU: An animal freaks out at a natural phenomenon.