Um, hel-loooo… can someone let me in?
They’re lining up to do a drumline.*
Hey, you just let Rafie in. Come on, you guys.
Don’t leave me out here alone with ’em.
OK. Everyone into formation. Not you, duck.
Quacky idea…stupid turkeys. Hmmph!
Line ’em up, turkeys, straight and narrow!
Watch this…they’re fluffin’ up for the finale…
Woo-hoo, show some tail! Duck, get out!
We’re done…let’s get the flock outta here.
Wait a sec, is there any food?
*Drumline = a name suggested by one of red Ravine’s readers during a lively conversation about what to name our 11 “turklets.”
These turkeys are so advanced that they took it upon themselves to learn amazing turkey tricks, such as “doing the Drumline.”
Perhaps they were scared into action upon hearing some of the other names suggested, namely Butterball, Giblet, Barbie-Q, Stove Top, and Drumstick.
Although we’d like the turkeys to be wild, they haven’t taken well to the idea. Still, we have high hopes that these turkeys will make a mark in this world (and I’m not talking about turkey scat), forever burying the notion that they might be better served on a platter this Thanksgiving.
[Oh, and, the photos? Taken with my cell phone camera. Still waiting…]