Those grass-lovin' Turkeys

The rain is coming down and our batch of intrepid turkeys remain on the green pasture, dutifully demolishing left-over cowpies, braving the rain, and letting off a deafening cackle whenever we approach. Hard to believe this is the last day we feed them. Tonight we're locking them up and tomorrow (Monday) is the butcher day. I can't say I find turkeys particularly attractive, but i've certainly grown fond of them and will be sorry to see them go. Until next year...