We've had wild turkeys hanging out at the bird feeder the last couple of months. First there were 8. Then 2 more showed up. Then, suddenly there were 25 with two Toms puffing up like illustrations on a Thanksgiving platter and facing off... but, suddenly, they remembered "why are we here? Oh, right, Food!" all rivalry was forgotten. Then they all turn and run as fast as they can back across the street and into the woods and then down the neighbor's driveway. Here is a quick look at life with turkeys: