So we have chickens. We have turkeys. And it just so happens that one of our turkeys is a Male, a TOM, if you will. Now, this is fine except for the fact that the Tom decides it wants to do it's natural mating dance to the female. It's quite comical to watch and I imagine the turkey runs out of energy doing it, but what gets me the most is that fact that the female, Tina, doesn't want anything to do with that damn Tom. She just ingores him flat out. Typical.
But that's not the gross part. The gross part is when Tom gets all puffed up and is "strutting" his stuff, his face gets all hot and red and blue. Kinda interesting but if you touch it, it freaks me out!
I was at home this Saturday with my family (minus my dad, who all of a sudden decides that he's cooler than the rest of us and can go to Canada THREE times in one year). Notice how high Willie's pants a pulled up while playing bball. Yeahhhhh, he did that on purpose.
And Frank was home yet again this weekend and he showed me that he missed me by taking a stick from the woods and flicking Scooter Dung at me. It was nasty and fresh and stuck to my leg!
One week closer to Graduation! I had a great time out last night as well!
M~
ps. Scooter is a highly trained alert watch dog that does not chase deer...