Well, our mail lady came through and found the owners of those wayward turkeys yesterday.
I know there’s no commandment about coveting one’s neighbor’s poultry, but…I was kind of sad to see them go. It appears they belong to a neighbor about 1 1/2 miles down our road. Our road is a twisty-turny one that follows the creek behind our house, and that creek hits the river a mile down from us; these turkeys somehow either crossed the river (!!) or simply followed the bank to the road, and meandered their way down to our farm.
Okay, those were some sorry-assed looking turkeys, so how was it I could just give them back? Give them back without, you know, punching the guy? Well it helped that I was not here at the time. So my hubby got to do the handover and he didn’t yell. The guy was actually really grateful and happy to get them back. It seems they had been gone for a long time.