Yes, wild turkeys are EVERYWHERE here! Growing up, whenever we'd drive by a wild turkey, my Dad would yell "LOOK, WILD TURKEYS!" out in excitement and point out the window! My Dad is no hunter, but for a split second I would see him dressed in camo with a huge barrell gun crouching down behind a trench... just waiting...... Clark told me that his Dad would do the same thing! What's with Dad's and wild turkeys? So, we now live in a wild turkey crossing area! Whoohoo! It's always a good time here at our house, right? (but turkeys are WAY better than Canadian Geese, which Clark has a vendetta against) I had my niece and nephew over and so we crept outside and got as close as we could. This is our front yard. We also have a game every Sunday as we drive up to church to see who can spot the turkeys first! There are always turkeys up there on the grounds! Never a dull moment, right?
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