I’m not a fan of poultry. I know folks who keep chickens, and they love the little buggers. But really, they’re not cute. And turkeys…well turkeys definitely fall in the not cute category as well.
But there was this one turkey….
Early last spring we camped at Coal Banks Landing on the Missouri. It was cold and windy, and we were the only campers in the campground. I took a stroll along the river, and on the way back a wild turkey followed me back to camp. And not just to our campsite: this turkey came right into camp and set herself down between our two chairs. She didn’t seem sick or weak, she just seemed to want some company. In fact, when some coyotes starting howling across the river she practically crawled into my lap. Kind of endearing. I suddenly found myself attached to an ugly bird. We even named her: Tomasina. She sat with us all evening, hanging out by the fire, sharing snacks. When the sun went down she flew to the roof of the camper and roosted there all night. She kept us company the next morning, and was still there as we drove away, waving at us forlornly.
I’ll be thinking of you tomorrow, cute Tomasina!