Monday, May 25, 2009

Wild Turkey Goodness

Mom was saying that when she was driving earlier with Dad that they saw a wild turkey again. Now, I am on a quest to finally eat a wild turkey so I was appalled that they did not stop and grab it for me. Mom explained that it ran into the road, skidded to a stop, and then ran back into the grass. She said she wasn't going to chase after it for me. Why not? Don't I deserve the best? Why can't I have a wild turkey?

What's worse? She saw it again on the way home. If this turkey was so clueless to continue to hang around, it deserved to be eaten. I want a wild turkey. If only I was there with her I could've chased after it myself. I don't care if they fly or not. It has to land eventually...

~Monkee

2 comments:

Teri and the cats of Furrydance said...

Teri said she likes the kind of Wild Turkey that comes in a bottle...not really but she does like Southern Comfort, MOL.

We are thinkin' a real wild turkey would scare the furs offa us! You are soundin' kinda brave!

Cheysuli and gemini said...

I think you totally deserve some wild turkey.