This a.m., moments ago, after having scraped the ice off my car (on May 10th??), I assumed that the (presumably) female turkey I'd seen squatting in the driveway (probably warming baby turkeys on an unseasonably cold morning) would be long gone, like the deer who had scattered. Turkeys are pretty wary.
No.
I hoped all'd be well, I advanced VERY slowly in my little car, but saw one particular tiny baby turkey was not walking at all well (furthest left one, dark brown). Stumbling, faltering badly. Pitiful.
So I stopped. Backed up the Honda. Got out, took a picture, and left. Apparently the little creature needs more warming time.
Guess I'll pop in an exercise DVD instead.
It's the least I can do.
biobabbler
