This last one is not really a feeder bird, but our old tom turkey looking through the picture window. He kept pecking at the glass as if to say, "Let me in, dammit. It's cold out here."
I tried to convince Shane that we needed an indoor turkey, and of course I would have to order an ortho turkey bed and turkey litter pan for him...", but he said no.
How rude. It's Christmas, for chrissake.
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