wHEN i WAS A KID MY DAD BOUGHT 6 BABY TURKEYS WITH THE IDEA OF NOT HAVING TO BUY ANY FOR HOLIDAYS. PROBOLME WAS THOSE TURKEYS "BONDED" WITH US KIDS AND ANYWHERE WE WENT, SO DID THEY. pOPLE IN OUR TINY TOWN GOT THE BIGGEST KICK OUT SEEING US 4 OLDER ONES WALKING DOWN TO THE GENERAL STORE/POST OFFICE, FOLLOWED BY 6 TURKEYS.
cCOME THE FIRST tTHANKSGIVING, DADDY KILLED ONE AND NOT ONE OF US WOULD TOUCH IT. HE SOLD THE OTHER 5. FUNNY THINGM, WE ATE CHICKEN MOST EVERY sUNDAY THAT DADDY KILLED BEFORE CHURCH. WOULD WRING IT'S HEAD AND WE THOUGHT IT FUNNY TO WACH THEM RUN AROUND WITHOUT THEIR HEAD. LOVED THE FIRED CHICKEN. BUT THOSE TURKEYS, WELL, THEY WRE "OUR PETS" SO TO SPEAK.
iT IS STRANGE THAT WE DIDN'T MIND EATING THE CHICKENS dADDY KILLED NOR THE HOGS AND CALVES WE SLAUGHTERED, BUT NOT THOSE TURKEYS.