The listing agent told me something like this: “Turkey poop is not that easy to clean up.” I believe her. She had an offering from the local turkey in front of the condo she where she was holding an open house. This condo is very close to my home, so the listing agent was asking me about our local turkey.
My neighborhood is not unique. Turkeys have been moving into more urban areas for some years now. Mostly, they are not a significant problem. However, there are some moments that have been battles of will -- turkey versus human.
Around the corner from my house, the local turkey decided that he owned the street one day. He stood in the middle and held his ground. The confrontation went like this:
Car: honk. honk
Car: honk, honk
Turkey: Gobble-gobble. (louder)
Turkey: Gobble-gobble. Gobble-gobble. (even louder)
The car backed up down the street. We found it amusing.
So far, my neighborhood is living peaceably with him and his partner. (Yes, there are two. That means there are likely to be more in the future.) However, there have been more serious confrontations elsewhere, in Cambridge.
I wonder if the people at the open house thought it was amusing or frightening when they looked out the pantry window at the condo for sale and saw a roughly 30-pound turkey glaring at them from the back yard.
Have you had a run-in with a wild turkey? Does seeing turkeys in a neighborhood affect how you think of the area?
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