Saturday morning my dog Buddy suddenly went berserk--barking, ranting, raving, and carryin' on at something going on in the back yard. By the tone of his bark, I knew this was something unusual, out of the ordinary.
Indeed it was.
Glancing out back I saw something I've never seen in my yard before.
Sure, they're all over the place in Mathews--just never in my back yard, although CB Mother says she saw one many years ago.
Racing to get my camera, I spilled out the back door and started snapping away. Mr. Turkey worked his way along the shoreline until he came to the locust tree. There's really nowhere else for him to go at this point, at least not with me standing in his way.
So he did what any normal bird would do under the circumstances: Realizing he was trapped he flew across the creek, very low to the water, and made it across just fine. I was surprised since they don't always have the greatest reputation when it comes to flying.
By the way, I'm calling this a he but for all I know he's a she. Turkeys don't make a habit of congregating in my back yard and flashing their IDs, so I have no frame of reference. I know the difference between a male and female cardinal; male and female mallard duck; but I'm not exactly up to speed on your run of the mill back yard turkey. If it's a she, well OK then. Also, I don't know where I came up with them not being the greatest fliers. It's just something I thought for whatever reason and was pleasantly surprised to see him go so far although he was very motivated since the only other choice was a swim in Queens Creek.
As long as we're on the topic of Buddy the dog (and I think I briefly mentioned him up there somewhere), the Canada geese go out of their way to congregate in my back yard. Yet Buddy the Dog never, ever barks at them. Even if I try to get him all worked up and excited enough to chase them, as soon as his feet hit the ground outdoors, he's distracted by another scent. Or a cat. Or grass. Or air. Or something shiny. Can't get him to
After the turkey flew off, there was nothing more to see. The dog and I resumed our normal activities, and the day went along without any other major incidents, which is more than I can say for what was going on in my back yard last night after returning from work.
But that's a story for tomorrow.