The little beige turkey, ‘Baby Turkey’, who was the only survivor of the four we bought several weeks ago (fox got two and one got ill), has lost all his timidity and is now the boldest of all the turkeys. He is not as sweet as the Bubbles; actually, he’s not sweet at all and has a terrible temper. But he’s extremely clever and, even though he can fly, he actually likes to climb trees and ladders by hopping up from branch to branch, or rung to rung.
But Baby Turkey’s latest hobby is to perch on top of one of the chook houses and watch the emus in their yard. He doesn’t watch them with interest or awe or admiration – he watches them with extreme malevolence. I don’t know why he hates them so much but he does and the other day when I was taking the emus for a walk, he continually attacked them by flying up to their eye level and trying to claw them. This resulted in all of the Emerys zigzagging here there and everywhere in a panic, and made rounding them up a nightmare.
In the above photo you can see Baby Turkey in the background, aiming one of his evil eyes in the Emerys’ direction while they innocently munch their cabbage. And when I reprimand him by saying, sternly, “Stop that, Baby Turkey” I can see shivers creeping up the rather long spines of the emus, just at the mention of his name.
So we now have three birds who have anger issues: Godfrey the gander, Tina Turner the rooster and, now, Baby Turkey. I will have to put a sign at the front gate – Beware of the Birds.
jmgoyder 
I’ve always found turkeys to be dangerous little critters, particularly when protecting the nest. But I have a soft spot for Baby Turkey. Long may he reign!
Yeah, but what about the poor, intimidated emus, Garry!
I have lost my affection for turkeys since the day when one of ours pecked my dog Butchie’s eye out!!! I was 7 I believe. But Baby Turkey is safe around me, ’cause I won’t even eat turkey since then either… ~ Lynda
PS: Poor Emerys!
Did you have to tell me that!?
Probably not. Sorry. ~ L
Actually that is useful information – I was only kidding before!
I have a close affinity with emus, some of whom bear a strong resemblance to my late mother. They either have to get used to Baby Turkey’s evil ways or lodge within the relative safety of your house. I am trying to imagine you sharing a bed with a clutch of tall feathers and claws. Menage a trois plus a couple.
No thanks!
Julie loves birds … but not quite that much!
Mmmmm!
Hi,
That is unreal, I wonder why he hates them so much, a real mystery that may never be solved.
Yes, I wish I could read his mind. Maybe it’s the short versus tall thing?
My friends had a turkey like that, but it used to attack the kids. They carried a bag with them to throw over his head when they walked past, until one day he went to turkey heaven.
That’s awful!
Tina Turner—the rooster?????
S/he features in a previous post!