The turkeys obviously didn't like living up at The Compound - they staged a breakout on Friday night - we found them next morning in the trees at my chook place. We caught them and cut one wing on each then ferried them back up the paddock on the 4 wheeler. The third has gone missing though; fox bait I'm sure. I nursed the Bronzewing on our way back up; she very kindly thanked me by leaving a rather large and runny gift on my jacket.
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I'm sorry Mare ... but I just can't like turkeys.
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