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On Reflection
Posted on September 9, 2008 in Life in England by Andy @ Yellow Swordfish4 Comments »

This is something you don’t see every day – at least not in my corner of England and not, usually, strolling casually down the middle of a residential street.

We were out on our morning dog walk when we both saw and heard Mr Turkey here. OK – I don’t have a clue about the turkey’s gender so Mr will have to do. Despite two rather large greyhounds who took quite an interest in this strange creature – it almost certainly being a first for them – the turkey still came up to us in that manner that says ‘are you going to feed me?’ Which I suspect might have been the same thought going through the minds of our dogs.

When it came up unlucky on the food front, it wandered off onto the forecourt of an old car showroom and stood there in front of the window looking at it’s own reflection and honking away like a goose with tonsillitis.

It seemed to me that it was staring at itself in the window and saying

“What the fuck is that? Have you ever seen anything looking that stupid? I wonder if I can have sex with it…”

4 Responses to “On Reflection”

  1. on 09 Sep 2008 at 2:46 pm1thud

    The last line reminds me of my younger days.

    thuds last blog post..No room at the inn.

  2. on 09 Sep 2008 at 4:43 pm2Silverback

    What an apt name for that silly bird.

    So how come you didn’t grab it for the family meal on Sunday ??? I mean given the current price of meat, I’d think that having some of the fresh variety literally waddle up to you in the street must beat a trip to ASDA.

    Silverbacks last blog post..No Need To Be ConCERNed…..It’s French !!

  3. on 09 Sep 2008 at 7:32 pm3Jeni

    The last line confirms it’s male!

  4. on 11 Sep 2008 at 8:39 pm4Jeanine

    heeheeheehee!!

    We had a pair of turkeys in my suburban neighborhood once – and Cody, my grey, was VERY interested! And there are tons of wild turkeys down on my woods in Virginia! I do like to see them but they’re not the smartest things on earth…

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