Tuesday, March 31, 2009

Juice of Atascadero

Isn't this a darling turkey? His name is Juice. When I went down to pickup my daughter from her finals, we stopped on the way back at her Math teacher's family farm in Atascadero. They also have a small pack of friendly dogs, including a number of buff cocker spaniels, two alpacas, a batch of chickens, white ducks and purple peacocks. There is one duck that rules the roost. It keeps the turkey and the alpacas in line. Juice-The-Turkey lost his mate to one of the dogs recently, and is looking all over for a new girlfriend. Three gal turkeys are on order and coming soon. In the meantime he follows people everywhere, puffing up his little chest, to impress whatever females might be in the vicinity, like a basso profundo getting ready to sing the Benedictus all the way through without stopping for breath. His owner picks him up, manipulates the air out of him by pressing down and it makes as funny nose a he expels it. He seems to enjoy this, though it's even more likely he just likes to be cuddles.

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