Turkey

A few minutes ago, Mike and I were just sitting in the living room, reading the Sunday paper. As usual, Lucy was camped out on my lap and Mac was stationed on Mike's lap. Then we heard what sounded like a turkey gobbling. We looked at each other and started giggling, "do you think there's a turkey in our yard?" Ha ha.

Then it happened again.

So we got the cats off our laps and looked out front.

I was so excited ("there's a turkey in our yard! there's a turkey in our yard!") that I accidentally scared it into the backyard as I was taking pictures.

What a way to wake up!