Friday, October 17, 2008



Walked outside this morning, and heard a funny gobbling sound... really, it does sound just like that. I went over to the fence at the edge of my property, and low & behold, Mr. Turkey was just sitting there. I ran in for my camera, and laughed & laughed each time he gobbled. Flash = gobble.... flash = gobble.... I was in stitches because he wouldn't shut up.

I think he needs to look out; Thanksgiving is around the corner.

14 comments:

Ariel the Thief said...

He probably tried to tell you the solution of all the problems of humanity, and all you thought of to do was to laugh and take pictures. Oh woman!

DJ Kirkby said...

Their call makes me laugh too.

Doug said...

Right, Ariel. Gobble gobble could mean "don't invade Iraq" or "Don't you think financial derivatives are getting a tad complex?"

Lynette said...

I was awake early in the A.M. and as I lay in my bed I could hear an owl hooting from the not too far distance. He was probably perched in one of faux bell towers in one of the office buildings across the way from my home. It was such an inviting sound that I listened intently for several minutes, and then I turned over, and with a smile still pursed on my lips, went back to sleep.

I love it when wildlife pays a visit.

jeff@sally said...

How fun. Time to enjoy God's humor. He must have laughed at some of the creations he made because they are so marvelous and yet so funny at the same time. I got to see a batch of wild turkeys in Montana and it was wonderful.

Anonymous said...

Beautiful Day...some neighbors are just turkeys LOL....XoXo

Tom & Icy said...

He escaped from the funny farm.

lime said...

wow! they are such skittish creatures! did that one let you get very close or do you just have an amazing paparazzi lens?

yellowdog granny said...

he was saying "vote, vote, vote."

Dr.John said...

I suppose you don't talk Turkey and that could be the problem. But it is a good picture.

Jeanne said...

"I was out for a morning stroll when I came across one of those long, silly dividers "they" build everywhere, and I was having a good laugh at it when one of "them" showed up and started squawking and flashing all over the place. Funniest thing I've seen in years!"

Fred said...

Maybe he knows you won't turn him into a Thanksgiving dinner and is hiding out until after the holiday.

RED MOJO said...

Nice shot. Does that turkey know you were shooting it? *gobble-gobble*

tsduff said...

Ariel the Thief: Well, it isn't my fault that the only word I understand in Turkey-ese is GOBBLE!

DJ Kirkby: It gives me the giggles I swear.

Doug - Perhaps it only means "Gobble". I never met a turkey concerned about anything more than running away from the Thanksgiving hatchet... or in this one's case, showing off for Miss Turkey.

Lynette - I have screech owl outside my window most nights... he hoots around 4 in the morning. It is a special treat just for me it seems :)

Sally - The wild turkeys run through here in the spring - sometimes just gathering on the neighbors' lawns and eating everything they see. They aren't always given a warm welcome...

Anonymous: Yes. Funny line Hon. xo

Tom & Icy: I'm not sure he really escaped... seems like he's still got plenty of "funny" left in him.

Lime - The wild turkeys around here have become tame like the deer; they just act like chickens when you walk by. This particular turkey is not a wild one... he was raised by our neighbor. Usually he is all "GOBBLE" and no see-um... but that morning he was perched on an outbuilding and he allowed me to come right up and snap a few pictures (even as I was giggling away)...

Yellowdog Granny: GOBBLE... "Vote for the turkey of your choice, but vote!" My vote went out in the mail yesterday.

Dr. John: I think the only one who really cares about talking turkey is Mr. Tom and Ms. Hen.

Jeanne: Ha ha ha ha!!! And there we were - two beings laugh laugh laughing - gobble gobble gobbling at each other... Excellent :)

Fred: True :) I have had organic turkeys for many a Thanksgiving dinner, but frankly I don't see the need to turn into the hatchet-woman this year when there are so many less traumatic alternatives. Besides, we are going out of town this year... letting someone else do the cooking for the first time in all my years. ahhhhhh :)

Red Mojo - Well, he knew I was doing something... (we engaged in direct eye contact) but I found it impossible to decipher his many multi-pitched gobbles!