Wednesday, May 18, 2005
Party Animals
Flocks of wild turkeys roam the mountains that I call home. I enjoy watching them strut around, and listening to the sounds they make as they walk by the house. During harvest time, they have devoured all of my grapes, even though they are fenced. Since wild turkeys have wings, and learn how to use them, they just laugh hysterically as they fly over my eight foot fence on their way to feasting on my luscious grapes.
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