The words "turkey trot" make me think of a dance, something like the fox trot. But Wikipedia tells me it's a footrace that happens around Thanksgiving. I'm not one for racing any more, so I don't pay much attention to things like that. I do notice the wild turkeys that sometimes pass through our yard. Some years there are more of them than other years. I don't know whether they change their territory or the routes they take through the fields and woods, or if there just aren't as many of them every year. Some years they are absolute pests, getting into the flower beds, eating things I don't want them to eat, and pooping everywhere. My neighbor says they have come right up on her porch. My husband added 2"x4" wire mesh fencing to the barbed wire around our garden so the turkeys couldn't run right through the garden, eating as they went. I have seen an actual turkey trot, and it is a very amusing sight to behold. They aren't very attractive birds, really, and they make very distinctive sounds while milling around in our yard. I've been told they aren't good eating, because the meat is tough. I haven't eaten one, so I don't have personal experience with that. But when they start messing around in my flowers and vegetables, I must confess I begin to think of all the ways I could prepare a turkey for dinner.
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