I was awakened at 6:00 am by the sound of gobbling outside the window, and Spunk running in from the catio, bounding across my chest, leaping through the mini-blinds to look out the window onto the drive. After looking out the window for a moment, he stomped across my chest again and ran back out to the catio. I got up, peeked out the window through the mini blinds and saw a group of turkeys strolling through the parking area. By the time I got sweats and shoes on, grabbed my camera and got outside, they were heading down the road towards our neighbor's yard where the Tom turkey strutted is stuff for me.

Eight turkeys strolling down the road...

One fly, flies away...

Seven turkeys strolling down the road.

Having a turkey talk about the paparazzo pestering them before the sun is even up.

Tom turkey giving me a feathery turkey moon.

Turkey trot.