I looked out the front window and there was a flock of about a dozen wild turkeys pecking around in the front yard.  In case you’ve never seen wild turkeys, they look about as much like domestic turkeys as Johnny Depp looks like John Candy.  Wild turkeys look like Amish peacocks.  They must have heard me squeal because they took off into the trees.  Wild turkeys are very wily and skittish and they take off like bats out of hell.  Never mind the occasional glimpse of Bambi–it’s seeing these guys every so often that makes living here a Wild Kingdom treat.  I would post a picture, but the rascals flew away before I could snap them.