Turkey Business
by carolynholm
Dear Alpha Mom,
I have bad news for you.
Your Best Dog,
Molly
Dearest Molly,
Oh my, now what?
Love, Carolyn
Dear Alpha Mom,
I found a turkey feather in the back yard. They’re back.
Your Best Dog,
Molly
Dearest Molly,
We haven’t had turkeys in the back yard. It was probably a hawk feather.
Love, Carolyn
Dear Alpha Mom,
Oh. Well, okay, never mind about the feather.
Your Best Dog,
Molly
Dearest Molly,
You’re right, though, the wild turkeys are back in the neighborhood. This morning they strutted by the house with their youngsters trailing behind them.
Love, Carolyn
Dear Alpha Mom,
I know!!!! Mia heard them gobble.
Your Best Dog,
Molly
Dearest Molly,
I love their gobble. What a cheerful noise.
Love, Carolyn
Dear Alpha Mom,
I thought you didn’t like the turkeys.
Your Best Dog,
Molly
Dearest Molly,
Whatever gave you that idea?
Love, Carolyn
Dear Alpha Mom,
You turned the hose on them.
Your Best Dog,
Molly
Dearest Molly,
Oh that. It only happened once. I did it to keep them from roosting in the redwood tree over the driveway. They would have pooped all over the car.
Love, Carolyn
Dear Alpha Mom,
What’s wrong with that? Their poop is delicious.
Your Best Dog,
Molly
Dearest Molly,
Ew. Dogs.
Love, Carolyn
Dear Alpha Mom,
And there was that dispute you had with the big male turkey.
Your Best Dog,
Molly
Dearest Molly,
He was strutting around in the street attacking cars. He wouldn’t let me pass.
Love, Carolyn
Dear Alpha Mom,
You should have let me out of the car to move him along.
Your Best Dog,
Molly
Dearest Molly,
You are always on the job, aren’t you? I’m lucky to have you around. But that guy is enormous; I think he would have gone after you.
Love, Carolyn
Dear Alpha Mom,
I have to say it sounds like you don’t like the turkeys.
Your Best Dog,
Molly
Dearest Molly,
It’s complicated.
Love, Carolyn
