That's pretty much what I told Tracie when she WTF'd me about it.
Now that you’ve named them, you can’t eat them.
Mason has raised several turkeys. The last one, Ted, just passed away. He was a bronze too, and I swear he weighed every bit of 50lbs He was a fun bird. Easy to make gobble. He followed Mason all over the yard. When he would go inside, Ted would stand at the back door waiting on him, crapping all over. Lol. I’ll miss Ted.
If’n I owned a turkey, his biggest fight would be with the deep fryer.... With a lethal injection of butter....
I'm hoping one of these will make a good guardian for the rest of the fowl I have running around. Plus, I'll enjoy the gobbling.
I want some cock.