Yesterday afternoon, while waiting on some guy to put up blinds at my sister's condo, I had a "first." I'm in my mid-20s, so "firsts" are a rare occasion (but not all together absent) from my rather boring life. I looked out through the balcony door, and what did I see? Fourteen wild turkeys...just running around the rocky ground (that will soon be the site of more condos). Some of them ended up really close to the house, coming within just a few feet of the downstairs windows.
And then they were dispersed by a bobcat. Oh wait, that's Bobcat. Not the wild kind, but the kind with an engine. A random construction worker ran a Bobcat across the grounds, at speeds that I did not know were possible, causing the turkeys to flee. I could have had a few choice words for the Bobcat driver. "Punk" is the only one I can write on this website.
Bye-bye turkeys.
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