Cute Overload :D
This turklette wants to know if your Thanksgiving gravy recipe is up to snuff.
Well, is it?
Baby Turkey Originally uploaded by Old Leadfoot.
So cute! Please don’t eat him!
Oh no… how can I eat a turkey now???
Don’t worry turklette, my potatoes and veggies will be gravy and turk-product free. After all, turkeys are for trying not to hit on winding country roads, not for eating!
Please have a compassionate, animal-free Thanksgiving. xoxo
Awww! I call my dog Turk-Turk sometimes cause when you scratch the side of his tummy a certain way when he’s laying down he stretches out his leg and it looks like a turkey drumstick. hehe! Therefore I bestowed on him the name Turk-Turk. Anyway, this baby turk-turk is oh so very cuuuuute. I want to pet the speckles on his wee little head!
Aww i never realised baby turkeys were so cute.
wow, i have never been happier to be vegan. i’m glad we won’t be chowing down on a pile of cute like that this week.
Ok this is going to make me unpopular. But I don’t think it’s fair to say “have a compassionate and animal free thanksgiving”. I happen to make it a point to have a very compassionate thanksgiving every year, I help deliver turkeys to families that otherwise couldn’t afford them…(which I suppose in and of it self makes in uncompassionate?). If you are a vegitarian that’s fine, and good for you. But, some of us do eat meat…it doesn’t really make someone a bad or uncompassionate person. People are animals, and are omnivors..some of us choose to eat meat. Granted, the arguement can be made that if you arn’t careful where you get your meat (I for one, am) you could be propigating inhumane treatment of animals…but I digress. Eating meat doesn’t mean you don’t love animals.
*scurries off soapbox*
But dang, that’s a cute turkey.
Sorry for the interruption.
Here’s my favorite Thanksgiving Day joke. Ready?
Chicken-Licken, Ducky-Lucky and Goosey-Loosey all wish you a “Happy Thanksgiving”. Turkey-Lurkey says “Go to Hell”.
Is that a wild turklette?
Well *I* laughed, ImHereAllWeek.
Ha! I laughed, too. When we were kids, one summer my brother raised broiler chickens as a 4H project. He traded five chicks for one turkey chick, whom we named Gordon. Gordon was a great pet, but at some point he was, um, a great dinner for someone other than us. We don’t eat what we name. Farmers can be very sentimental.
Or at least we don’t eat the animals we get emotionally attached to. All of the cows are registered, hence named. Not a necessary clarification, but I feel better now.
Just remember, turkey-nuffinghams, the turkeys are getting some of their own back on those of us who live out on the east coast. I moved to Boston and I still can’t get away from the beasts….
And to think, just yesterday I asked a friend who grew up in Japan if she’d ever seen a turkey. Her eyes got huge and she said, “Do you have those in upstate New York?” I’m afriad I laughed in her face.
I’m here all week – *I* laughed!
We have a flock of about 16 turkeys who routinely strut through our property in the fall. Fine, except at 4:30am.
Give the turkeys a good headstart then, let the dog out.
I also like the “Go to hell” joke. And the Bloom County strip where Milo gets evicted from Thanksgiving dinner for saying grace that includes:
“….A turkey which was no doubt a lively, intelligent bird…a social being…capable of actual affection…nuzzling its young with almost human-like compassion. Anyway. It’s dead and we’re gonna eat it. Please give our respects to its family….”
cute, but I’m still eating me some turkey on Thurs
pyrit – we once had an enormous flock walking through our yard at 6am. I lost count up near 70. I’m not even exaggerating.
hey! who’s choking the turkey???
Mom tried to cook a wild turkey a few years ago, but left it in the oven a bit too long due to a cow emergency down at the barn. When she pulled the turk out of the oven, it was so dry, it snapped apart like a balloon when she stuck a fork in it.
We have turkeys in the parking lot where I work… what they’re doing in the middle of urban Tulsa I don’t know… but they’re mean suckers. They’ll chase you to your car given half a chance. While I’m not a vegan myself, I try to make at least 2 vegan dishes for my holiday meals so if a friend drops by my table is lifestyle friendly.
By the way, a friend of mine grew up on a turkey farm and they really are as stupid as you hear… and they really can drown in a rainstorm from looking up to see where the water comes from and forgetting to look back down.
As a side note to all turkey-eaters:
I love Thanksgiving because everyone else in my family gets stuffed with turkey and drowses for a couple of hours, leaving me (with my dislike of fowl-tastes) to do whatever I want at their expenses.
Beautiful, beautiful tryptophan…
I should also say, we do not mind the turkeys roaming through our yard. I throw corn out for them in the winter.
My dog now has something to say:
ewww….it’s ugly…turkey’s scare me so much! bah! i don’t like him…
We used to have a boarder when I was little, and he once cooked a turkey that was so bad the dog wouldn’t even eat it. How did he accomplish this, you ask? By microwaving it until it bounced…..no lie.
Thanksgiving? What be this t-h-anks-gi-v-ing? Huh? Oh the turkey slaughter day. Oh ya. Let’s all give thanks for all the trukeys killed so we can give thanks for the turkies we could kill and eat. YAY! Slaughter turkeies, slaughter turkies, slaughter turkies….. so we can give thanks!
Oh the irony.
For Lions fans, the tryptophan is necessary to help us cope with the generations-old tradition of watching lousy football on Thanksgiving.
Goo-goo all you want, soy-freaks. He’s mine, and I’m introducing him to my fryer.
Oh no… you’ve ruined Thanksgiving for me.
I don’t find turkey to be all that tasty anyway, so I avoid it if I can. I love me some chicken though. So does my pet bird, the cannibal. He’ll eat whatever meat I’m eating.
I knew a girl who’d had a pet turkey growing up, and not for eating. She said that it would run to see her whenever she got home. Except it was probably more like a waddle-flap than a run.
Oh the guilt. He looks unbelievably soft.
we even have a gravy song. I get the descant….Gravy…gravy.
My friend’s grandmother once told her that if she could make gravy she could always catch a man. My friend asked her grandmother if she had to put a bowl out on the sidewalk and get a really big box.
Derik, you sound like an idiot. And your spelling is appalling, too.
There is no irony in being thankful for the food God gave you to eat.
I had pet chickens as a child. They are the most wonderful little cuties and I used to chase them around the yard and pounce on them for a cuddle (just like I do with my kittens now). I was pretty distressed when they became dinner. In the freezer with their names written on the foil wrap…
I guess it is pretty hypocritical for us animal lovers to eat meat. But the world is a pretty damn hypocritical place. It’s depressing to think of all the things that have to die so we can live, from displaced habitats to third world sweatshops to smooshed spiders and harvested plants, global warming, trash, heavy metals from our computers leaching into the soil…
We can’t help that we live at the expense of everything else. We all just have to pick what we think is most important to us and fight for that. And try not to get all pissy when your neighbor doesn’t pick the same thing.
This will be my second meat-free Thanksgiving – what better time to celebrate the baby turkey cuteness? Trying Quorn turkey-like roast this year… We’ll see how well that goes over. I’m a little skeptical, but hopeful that it will at least come close to the deliciousness of bird.
Defensive non-veggers – we’re not all sitting in harsh judgment of your fowl-eating. To tell you to have a compassionate, animal-free Thanksgiving is, in my case anyway (can’t speak for Val), sort of like wishing you a Merry Christmas. We all celebrate holidays differently, and hope the best of our own experiences for others. I don’t know how you celebrate, and I really do hope you’ll have a Thanksgiving that’s both compassionate and meat-free, but it’s not a command by any means, and it doesn’t assume you’re a nasty person if you do something else, one or the other, or don’t celebrate it at all, or… whatever. People wish me some variety of a Merry Christmas all the time, and I try not to get defensive about it, even though I know that to half of them, my non-Christianity means I’m going to hell(how’s that for judgment?). The other half don’t, and genuinely mean to share their joy. And… in sharing in the cute, who doesn’t feel a little joy at a fuzzy headed baby turkey?
my uncle is raising turkeys for the first time this year… modeling his operation after Joel Salatin’s in Virginia. He’s going to bring us one for Xmas, which is great because I’m trying not to eat meat unless it’s humanely raised. I have some great pics of him and the turkeys, if I ever get around to scanning them.
That cute little turk-ette isn’t dumb at all. She’s all, OK, I can’t get out of this vise this year, but just you wait! I’ll hatch an escape plan before it’s too late!
It’s kind of a determined, long-range-planning, psychological “ehn!”
Baby turkeys are cool. My best friend growing up lived on a turkey farm, and whenever we got bored we’d go into the giant barns where THOUSANDS of these little guys were running around. But you had to always keep walking when you were in there, because they were so curious that they would trample each other to death trying to come over to see you if you stood still in one place for too long! “Peep peep, what’s that?!” *BABY TURKEY STAMPEDE*
I had tofurky (tofu-turkey) with rich mushroom gravy for thanksgiving a few weeks ago. And sauce from farm-fresh cranberries! Haha, now i’m hungry!
Baby Turkeys = Cute.
Adult Tukeys (esp. Toms) = Ugly as Sin.
Sorry, but that’s just how I see it.
April is right. The little red thing that hangs down over their beak moves and looks like a red, hairy, nasty, little penis.
That wee turkey is so cute I could just gobble gobble it up!
Count me among the thankful, Thanksgiving meat eaters…Turkey & roast beef!!
& mashed potatoes & corn & stuffing & pumpkin pie & black olives & deviled eggs and, and, and…
Makes my mouth water just thinking about it all!
Lol all of ya!
He is SO cute and if all goes well he will have a wonderful food filled life which will end quickly and painlessly and he will be happily pecking bugs across the rainbow bridge with all my past critters while we chow down on his arse.
The thing I just LOVE about all the wild turkeys in everyone’s yard…doesn’t it show how good humans can be when they try? Wild turkeys were almost unheard of a decade or two ago….now the dudes are rampant! Yeah!!!
Sorry for the seemingly heartless chow down remark, but..well….it’s kinda true.
Lol to I’m here all week, and to AmyH, “cow emergency”!!! Hee!!!
Baby turklets are indeed incredibly cute. I lived on a farm last year which received a shipment of about 20 of them in a little cardboard box from out West. They thrived and became healthy large turkeys, at which point…I won’t say what happened to them.
But we did save the little blind runty one!
My only goal this T-Day is to sneak a little health into my family’s meal. Namely, I’m bringing two small farm-raised, undrugged, un-caged turkey carcasses to the dinner, to combat my mother’s desire for 30-pound, hormone-laden Frankenturkeys.
Oh, and I’m the middle of the roader. I don’t eat mammals. Just seems too creepy. But I loves me some poultry.
Frankenturkey! Redz, you slay me!
I knew the moment I say this post that the vegetarians would be posting their commentroversy here…Anyway, I eat turkeys, and chickens, cows, and pigs, too. I just don’t eat baby animals, because I feel that they should make it to adulthood before they make it to my dinner plate.
Anyway, turkeys are DUMB. Wild turkeys often visited my backyard growing up and they are stupid birds.
Bring on the mashed potatoes and gravy! That little bugger will look realy cute plumped, plucked, basted and breast up on a platter!!!!!
E: Bwahahahahaha…. I rolled around laughing for a few minutes at your comment about the red thing looking like a nasty little penis. That’s a… very creative way to put it.
This little turklet does make me feel a little guilty about eating turkeys this Thanksgiving… BUT I’ve really come to terms about being an omnivore. Also watching a ton of Animal Planet totally puts my eating habits into perspective.
For you non-vegan vegetarians out there, a great meat-substitute is a puree’d base of firm tofu (2 blocks) and egg (7) thickened by bread crumbs (into a ground beef consistancy), which you can blend with lots of soy sauce, garlic powder, onion power, and oregano (and whatever other spices is appropriate for the dish). Then shape it into whatever “meat” it’s supposed to subtitute and cook like normal. It has a very meat-like taste and texture and absorbs flavours really well. I invented it for the vegetarians in my house.
“Anyway, turkeys are DUMB”
Just to play devil’s advocate here, not necessarily to further the whole meat-eater veggie thing, but by your logic wouldn’t this make mentally handicapped people less than people?
If an organisms worth is defined by our subjective definition of intelligence where does a human fall that has less cognitive ability that a dog? Should we kill and eat that person? Just because we consider something to be “dumb” is no justification for determining its value.
Yes, yes I know commentroversy and what not, but the truth of the matter is you have to look at cute baby animals and realize that they are no different than the adults they become. Age does not decrease the value of somethings life. If you love something as a piglet, chick, or calf, it should be loved as a pig, chicken, or cow. If you think a baby chicken is so cute then go look at all the wonderful pictures of the trashcans filled with dead male chicks because they are not economically valuable. I dont mean to politicize cuteness but think through it every once in a while, and you might end up somewhere unpleasent.
Turklet disapproves of Thanksgiving.
I think we’re having steak this year, so no feelings of guilt for me. Though I am actually a bit bummed we’re not having the traditional Thanksgiving meal. Ah well.
fancyclaps, I didn’t read that Becky meant turkeys should be eaten *because* they’re dumb. She just observed, in addition to her other thoughts, that they are.
We had a Thanksgiving party at my shelter this weekend, and man was there a lot of food. Our assistant kennel operations manager is strict vegan–until it comes to whipped cream (real whipped cream, whipped in a chilled bowl with powdered sugar and just a hint of vanilla–not Cool Whip/ReddiWhip crap). She would have eaten it straight out of the bowl if she could have. She asked if she could take the leftovers home to take a bath in it and told me the next day that she had whipped cream dreams. Whipped cream dreams sound nice…
baby turkeys = cute.
adult turkeys = awesomely tasty.
I’m a vegetarian, and I must say I object to having us all lumped together as “the vegetarians”! I don’t eat meat, but I have no problem with it if you do. We’re not all (or even mostly) crazy soy-tivists looking to wring the joy out of each and every holiday meal!
That being said, back to the most important thing… Awww! Turklette! I want to gently kiss the top of his wee head. Pfflflf – turkey fluff in my mouf.
I am skipping all the commentroversy. So there.
This baby turkey is so cute! Love the little speckles. And he won’t get eaten this Thanksgiving, at least.
Timely link MegW. I have see them outside the city but not in it, yet.
I’m vegetarian but I don’t recall judging anyone else. (joking, yes; judgement, no.) Our thanksgiving dinner has involved the peaceful coexistance of vegetarians and non-vegetarians for years. My [vegetarian] brother even carved the turkey last year.
In this case, would it be “comment-turk-versey”?
Where’s the pic? I wanna see the turkey-baby!
The Adventures of Star Turk:
The Next Generation:
Featuring Capt. Tirky
and Dr. Flock, the Vegan.
I read some people talk about how they had seen wild turkeys walking about in strange places. It reminds me about this story which explains the lone guinea hen which strolls about a line of shops across the street every so often. According to one of the shop owners there was once a whole flock of guinea hens who may have been owned by someone who died. Then animal control came to round ‘em up. =[ So there's one who got away and can be seen hanging outside the bakery's door =]
Also, I’m wondering. How does one find out whether their turkey has been humanely raised? No sarcasm, I’d really like to know, then I can spread the knowledge!
Wow, it sucks that CO inevitably turns into a wankfest at the tiniest excuse. Can’t we just say “awwww” at the tiny li’l turklet and not worry about whether and whyfor some fellow species members will eventually die? Get a hobby… >_>
’tis an unbearably cute little turklet
I eat all meats. YUM.
(Except for that month after I saw Finding Nemo and didn’t eat fish)
I love the speckles! Baby birds are so cute. Makes me think of the chick and the duck from Friends … awww.
Here’s my take on turkeys:
1. Cute babies! Aww!
2. Tasty dinner! Yum!
I think pictures like this do a good job of reminding us that the animals that nourish us weren’t always just meat, and personally speaking, it makes me more appreciative of the fact that they die to feed us. It doesn’t stop me from eating meat any more than it would stop a meat-eating animal in the wild from doing so, but it does make me more consciously grateful than those predators probably are.
AmyH–we generally want something a little stronger than the Tryptophan at my house.
If I may quote a well-known name ’round these parts: uguysRsilly!!!
We have tons of wild turkeys here in Western Mass, but I suspects the coyotes might keep them in check. My turkey story is when a bunch of them were crossing the road right in front of me. Every time I beeped my horn the one in front of my car raised his head over the carhood with his piercing turk-eye and gave me a good gobbly scolding.
Awww…considering how ugly adult turkeys are, i never thought a baby one was so adorable. Potatoes and stuffing only for me this year!
“Wankfest” is a GREAT word, Laura!! Totally made me crack up!
I think the baby fuzzturkle is cute…just think, if he stayed that cute nobody would eat him!
IMHO the practice of eating animals would diminish greatly in our culture if everyone had to kill their own. I grew up on a farm and knew where meat came from but most kids today think hamburgers “come from the store”.
While I’m sure this may get me forever banned from CO, I have to put my two cents in: anyone who thinks they can buy and eat a “humanely” raised turkey is kidding themselves.
Not for the faint of heart:
ebee – (be careful using that ‘great’ word. I can’t tell if you know what it means. ???)
pyrit, I think Laura used it in this sense, from Urban Dictionary:
“An excess of jizz. A massive accumulation of useless remnants resulting from a bunch of wankers tossing all over their keyboards.”
The second def requires decorum. Or no decorum depending on one’s hormone level.
miss bear, by “humanely raised” people are referring to free range, vegetarian fed, non-hormone injected turkeys. “free range” means they are not kept exclusively in teeny cages for their entire lives–they can run around and stretch their turkey legs. and vegetarian feed is important because even though turkeys will eat insects (of course), it excludes the typical practice of feeding adult turkeys ground up baby turkeys (the same goes for chickens). and non-hormonal means the turkeys aren’t pumped full of turkey steroids to make them like, 30 pounds. now, i haven’t eaten meat in over 14 years, but i’ve heard tell the meat from more humanely raised animals tastes a million times better. i don’t know where you live, but any natural foods store or even large butcher shop should have such options for you to purchase. and yes, they will cost more than conventional turkeys… but it comes down to quality over quantity, no?
oh yes, and the baby turkey is cute! i’m excited to hang with the family and gorge myself on sweet potatoes…
Not entirely true mm. Several resources are avaliable (http://www.thegreenguide.com/doc.mhtml?i=99&s=turkey) for instance. That can help a person find a turkey that has been raised in an appropriate mannaer and killed in one as well.
Jaypo – Sincere thanks.
Laura – I never doubted your sense of decorum.
OH Bebeh Turkle
His fate it was sealed
He was born to be mealed
He’ll escape, maybe
Not to be served with gravy
and join all the other creatures
taunting the meat eaters
(I, btw, love meat.)
Awwwww he’s so cute! See, THIS is why I became a vegetarian – how can I eat it if I also want to snuggle it?
Wow, did I really just see a turkey compared to a mentally handicapped person? Not cool. o_O
Lol, but adorable little turkey. I’m really looking forward to Thanksgiving. Yummy!
Free range anything is much tastier.
I am a carnivore and starchivore.
ka9q’s wife: BIG HEE! I feel gravy should be classed as a beverage. Would love to hear your song.
Decorum? We have decorum?
*looks under rocks* I think I lost it…
Side story: “free range” simply means that the animal in question has -access- to the outdoors; there are no standards on the type of outdoors, nor on how long said animal has to be there. As Alton Brown demonstrated on Good Eats a couple of days ago, opening and closing the cage door after a minute or so can technically count as “free range”.
Moral of the story – it’s sort of doubtful that your dinner had any kind of a quality life – it just doesn’t pay a company to give it one. So, no getting up on any high horses about what sort of turkey your dinner is unless you’ve actually raised it yourselves, mmkay?
I nearly died laughing a few months ago, watching a turkey strolling down a suburban street like it was nobody’s business. They have such a funny little gait, I can’t help but see humor in it.
There’s a chance I may get stoned for this, but…
When my grandpa was still around and kickin’, he liked to get his poultry, well, erm, fresh. So one year for Thanksgiving he took my mother to his friend’s turkey farm to choose the, uh, “guest of honor”. Well one poor turkle got so stressed about the impending decision… he just dropped dead. Ironic part is, they weren’t even thinking about choosing him… and didn’t choose him even after he had a heart attack about it. Oddly enough, this apparently happens a lot. I guess they’re smarter than we give ‘em credit for, poor suckers.
Honestly, I don’t feel as bad for them as I probably should. It took me years to get over the jibblies they gave me as a kid. When you’re three and your grandpa takes you to a farm in Riverside and you’re surrounded by ugly mutant birds that are bigger than you and make weird noises… it can scar you for life just a bit. But it was all worth it to see an earthworm pee in my cousin’s hand in one of those trips. That’s an image that stays with you forever.
I had thought that they days of “fake meats” were gone! What’s wrong with eating nothing but potatoes and corn and veggies, fercripe’s sake! Does the word “gluten” even sound appealing to anyone?
Whoa… the above comment on tofurkey belongs on the other thread… I wonder if that was my brain fart, or the sever is going nuts again?
WHAT?!?! Only 85 comments? What a lame commentroversy. I thought I’d come back to 200+ at least. Could it be that (gasp!) people are mellowing out a bit? Nah, just wishful thinking on my part.
Ain’t nothin’ wrong ’bout enjoyin a nice chink of meat.
But don’t purchase meat from factory farms, for the love of our beautiful world. Factory farms torture animals from the moment they are born till the moment they die. Do you really want to put money into that? Do you really want to support the torture of animals that gave their lives for your pleasure?
Free range may not be perfect, but it’s better than factory farmed.
I avoid tofurkey because the soy beans have been rudely ripped from their vines, divested of their homey little pods and then mashed and squarshed through all kinds of weird netting. Then they’re left to starve on racks for who knows how long. Uh-uh.
Okay, another animal-on-the-farm story–I lived on a farm growing up and my dad always had these visions of being a “real” farmer (he wasn’t) so we would go to farm auctions for livestock. Daddy would buy calves not old enough to be weaned. We would bring them home in the back seat of the car, scrunched in next to me, my brother and sister. When we got home, Daddy would always say “Do not get attached to this cow.” Then he would hand us the huge baby bottle and send us out to feed the baby. We had a wonderful herd of pet cows! All named and so friendly that they would come to the fence when called to be scratched on the ears. Every one died of old age.
And yes, I love me a juicy piece of prime rib-YUM.
End of story.
oops wrong thread, me. dang.
I forgot to say how adorable the little gobbler is!
Martha, I am sooooo jealous. I tried to hug a baby calf once. Mama cow didn’t let me get near though. Hrrmph!
I NEVER EVER said anything like that. I never said that their stupidity makes them less than other birds; or that we should only eat stupid animals. All I said is “Turkeys are dumb.” End of sentence. Please stop putting words in my mouth.
Oh, and by the way, I work for an advocacy center for disabled people, so I would NEVER say that having a handicap makes you less of a person.
As for the baby/adult animal thing, the reason why I don’t eat baby animals is because I believe that each animal deserves to live to adulthood. It has nothing to do with cuteness.
Arvay–I suppose we were lucky in that respect-no mama cows to interfere. And baby cows are so soft and smell so good-as all baby animals do. My sister would even read to them, so we had educated cows too.
I meant to quote this in my above comment:
Damn, it still didn’t work!
I’ll try again. The quote is:
OH! I’m so jealous I could cry!
I embarrassed my SO at the state fair this year by going in the petting zoo with the kiddies.
And at my old place of work, we used to have rent-a-goats mowing the lawns in the adjacent park. There were always about half a dozen baby goats, and THEY LET ME HUG THEM! Awwwww! I was just tickled pink! Mama goats are nice! Mama cows are selfish and hog their snuggly babies all to themselves!
“Have a compassionate, animal-free Thanksgiving is, in my case anyway, sort of like wishing you a Merry Christmas.”
I think I’m confused on this one. If I told you to have a Christian ONLY Holiday (forcing my beliefs on you, therby), it’d be just as offensive as that statement.
How about, “Have a great Thanksgiving”, and be done with it?
Personally, I won’t be eating turkey because I do not care for the taste. Been trying to talk the Mister into a meatloaf in the shape of a turkey for years with no positive result. Ah, maybe next year!
“IMHO the practice of eating animals would diminish greatly in our culture if everyone had to kill their own.”
I COMPLETELY disagree. People who farm or hunt for a living have no moral qualms about eating the animals they kill or selling them for food. It’s only when the people who live in the city suddenly realize that their hamburgers and roast turkeys used to be alive; that they have a problem with it. Just look in your history book. Two hundred years ago, everyone killed the animals they ate and vegetarianism was unheard of.
I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again-I didn’t live on a farm, I lived in a zoo. I had a pet goat too. His name was Billy (what else?) and he was my best friend. He followed me around like a dog and we would share cookies-a bite for me and a bite for him. And yes, we brought him home in the backseat of our car too.
I ALWAYS go in the petting zoo at the fairs-it embarrasses my teenagers and I will spend literally hours in there petting the goats and sheep and calves. It’s really the only reason I go to the fair.
MarthainW, I am so with you! I went to a baby animal fair at UMass once (was originally Mass.Agricultural College), and none of the grown ups were having fun with the baby animals!! I thought What’s wrong with these people? So I stood in line with all the kids.
jaypo-they *obviously* don’t know what they’re missing! But *shhh* let’s keep it a secret. Keeps the lines shorter!
Lol, Arvay and Martha. I am very glad you enjoyed the petting zoo in spite of the embarrassment of SO and teenagers!
We have to keep doing things we love even if they seem a bit embarrassing to others.
I meant to answer AmyH a looong time ago and say, Yes, the tryptophan is a wonderful anesthetic that allows the watching (snore snore) of many a Lion’s game every single year! And most especially THIS year! UGH!!!
Maybe I would eat less meat if I had to kill it myself. I have a flock of free range egglayers who live out thier lives in our Chicken retirement home cuz I couldn’t kill them and eat them when they are done laying eggs.
I am glad I can get meat at a store.
Lookie at my rent-a-goats!
Arvay-your goats are gorgeous! Makes me miss my Billy sooo much. He went to that big pasture in the sky over 20 years ago now. One of the first things I asked my hubby when we bought our house was “Can I have a goat?” but, alas, Covenants, Codes and Restrictions of the neighborhood forbid “barnyard animals”. Meanies!
Lauri, I figure one of my jobs as a mother is to embarrass my kids whenever possible.
SQUEEEEE, Arvay! Those are darlink goats!!!
Martha, I can’t tell you how many times I said those very words. Now, alas, my kids have outgrown being embarrassed and are now as wacky as I am.
Lauri-just goes to show what a good mother you are.
Lauri and Martha–indeed!
My pups say that being a carnivore is A-OK.
I really did try vegetarianism for awhile, until I started having dreams about running through the forest catching prey. Whoah!
Arvay, your rent-a-goats are beyootiful. I love them bony critters! I heard once that if you want to clear your lot of poison ivy, get a goat to come eat it. They’re immune and love the stuff. Have you seen that?
jaypo-I’ve heard that too. My Billy would eat pretty much anything but I never saw him eating poison ivy. Not to say that he didn’t though.
jaypo, that is a great idea! I need to put poison ivy in the yard, so Dan’ll let me have pet goats! Hee!
I volunteered at an avian rehabilitation center this summer and they had a turklet… he was the sweetest bird. The whole time I was inside his cage, he followed me around and pecked my shoes while making little chirping noises. He was also quite convinced that he was a duck. I got a newsletter from them last weekend that mentioned his relocation to a museum, which I was glad hear.
Hah, hah, hah! Did any of you guys click on the link to the photog?
Check this out:
Isn’t he funny!
count me among the group with wild roaming turkeys. for about 10 years now theres a flock that comes through every few days or so, numbers range from 6-a dozen or so and we can see the babies get bigger as the summer progresses. there isn’t much funnier than watching baby wild turkeys trying to catch grasshopers. my cats got ideas about those babies once upon a time, but a tangle or two with Mama Turkey taught them thats one dinner they can’t quite afford. ha!
Sparky – I should’ve known I might offend. It wasn’t intended. In explanation, though – “Have a great Thanksgiving” would here be more like “Happy Holidays,” which I find pretty lifeless. “Christ”mas IS a Christian only holiday. Other people celebrate in the same season, but that’s generally Pagan-based rituals, or other holidays altogether. To tell someone to celebrate “Christmas” is (roughly) equivalent in concept. It’s saying celebrate your holiday season, whatever your beliefs, with Christ – by implication, “eat my bit (not the others).” If you let people express what their holiday means as they will, you can take or leave their recommendations (meat, no-meat, Christmas, Solstice, whatever) with as little offense as possible, and in appreciation of difference, without everyone PCifying and genericizing their thoughts. Generally, I like to think they’re well-wishing recommendations, and not judging commands.
Sorry for long posts, everybody, and for anyone else who was (or is) offended. Wishing everyone free expression and a happy, commentroversy-free baby turkey viewing and Turkey Day, omnivore and veg-head alike.
*stepping off MY soapbox, and burning it*
Oh, and all you with the turkeys in your yards make me so jealous I could … um… something. I have a squirrel or two? And one lonely tree. I miss wildlife *sigh*
Lol, Arvay…..I LOVE the goose closeup!
artschild, I am SO lucky to have turkeys and deer and sandhill cranes in my yard. I absolutely love it.
Put out some birdfeeders and a squirrel feeder…you never know what might happen!
I was in Hawaii a couple years ago, and we saw wild CHICKENS…
This turkey is awful cute! He looks like a li’l stuffed plush toy!
Great goosebumples! Check out the serrated edges of that beak. Wouldn’t want to get in the way of that gander.
Brak, there was a show on TV about the wild chickens in Hawaii! The roosters perch and crow outside hotels and wake everyone up. I think it may have been PBS’s “Animals Behaving Badly” program.
Last time I was in Key West, FLA, there were chickens and thier babies all over the town. They were SO cute.
Awww…is that what a giblet looks like? CUTE!!!
If there was any fairness in the world, THAT would be what we’d call baby turkeys.
I had a tiny little yellow parrakeet named Giblet once!
*Sweetest* silliest little birdie ever…
Please get your turkeys from certified organic vendors, or don’t eat it at all.
what a macabre posting !
have a compassionate and animal-free thanksgiving !
I wouldn’t say that vegetarianism was “unheard of” two hundred years ago; although it wasn’t called vegetarianism (that’s a relatively new term). Vegetarianism has been around since the days of the ancient Greeks.
As for cute little turkeys, I was a vegetarian for eight years, for ethical and health reasons, and the only things I really missed were seafood, and turkey and dressing. I never was a big meateater to begin with, so it wasn’t a huge sacrifice. Finally, last Thanksgiving, I decided that I was going to have some turkey and dressing and that it would neither kill me nor undo what I felt I was doing the rest of the year by not eating meat. Now I’ve redrawn my line in the sand; I eat seafood and poultry, and I no longer refer to myself as vegetarian, although much of the time I still eat vegetarian food. Another change in my life was learning that I was diabetic; many of the things I used to fill up on as a vegetarian were now bad for me (potatoes, pasta, rice) in the quantities that I used to eat them.
I don’t eat beef or pork because I don’t like them and don’t miss them. Whoever said that people on farms have a clearer perspective about where meat comes from hit the nail on the head. Many vegetarians respect hunters for this reason (those who hunt for food); hunters aren’t fooling themselves about where meat comes from, nor do they ask anyone else to do their dirty work for them.
Someone else in this thread said that we all live our lives at the expense of others, and it’s up to us to decide how much we want that to be. I agree absolutely, and that’s after years of people giving me shite like “What about carrots? Carrots have feelings, too!” At the end of the day, we each have to answer to our conscience.
But yeah, it’s a cute little turkling.
Awwww, cute turkeyling! The adults are weird, though.
Anyone else thinks cassowaries look like giant turkeys?
This is what after-dinner coffee does to you.