Doesn’t she look cozy?
Our girl turkey, Ruby, has gone broody. Nothing would make us happier than if all the hard work of sitting on a nest for 28 days actually yielded a turkey poult or two, but I’m not overly hopeful. I don’t know how effective our tom, Earl, has been as far as mating goes: Ruby hasn’t been the most cooperative of mates, you see. She’s a flighty girl all around.
So flighty, actually, that finding her nest was something of a challenge! Every day she’d fly out of the pen with the geese, in search of fresh greens and general mischief (well, mischief is something the geese excel at, whereas Ruby just kind of tags along, hanging with “the bad crowd”). At one point in her time out of the pen, she found a nesting site, and for longer and longer periods, she’d simply be “gone,” apparently sitting. That time stretched into a longer and longer period until last Friday when she didn’t return to the pen at all. Huh.
Saturday morning came, afternoon, evening; snow threatened for Sunday so we moved her, and her clutch of 7 eggs, to the goose/turkey egg hutch (mostly ignored by the intended poultry; the guineas, though, love it and it’s there that I find their three eggs a day). She’s been sitting ever since.
It is interesting to note that, for the first time in many years, wild turkeys have been spotted in and around the area. About a month ago I noticed the geese and turkeys running in their pen, very agitated; I went outside and saw twelve, maybe 15, wild turkeys in the field just behind their pen. Whooshwhooshwhoosh, all the wild birds flew away, gigantic brown birds, without a peep or a sqwawk amongst them. A few days later two wild toms ran in front of my car as we went into town for some errands, and then, last week, I saw Ruby in the same field behind her pen with…two toms! She was chasing them, though. Can I tell you how gigantic these birds are? They look easily to be 1.5 times the height of Earl, which means they’d come up to my waist, easily.
So I do not know if Ruby was tramping around or if she was merely being territorial; I suppose time will tell if those eggs yield some wild-looking poults.