Peeping Tom
Posted: Sun Mar 12, 2023 1:36 pm
Wife: "There's a turkey at the window, and he's pecking it!"
Me: "I'll get the camera, don't move"
Indeed, the turkey WAS hammering the window, and he was oblivious to me as I cat-stalked closer and closer, snapping pictures.
But he wasn't a Peeping Tom. He was wacko Tom.
After each resounding peck, he snapped the air as if trying to catch a fly.
In a few moments I realized that he was trying to catch this own snood hanging on the side of his beak.
[Merriam Webster definition of snood: "a fleshy protuberance at the base of the bill of a turkey".]
I knew no one would believe this, unless I got a picture. And then I got the proof.
When the snood popped out of his beak, he again studied his reflection in the window, gave a mighty peck and then snapped at it again.
After checking my images to make sure I had it, I approached him even closer. The tom finally noticed me and left in a huff.
Me: "I'll get the camera, don't move"
Indeed, the turkey WAS hammering the window, and he was oblivious to me as I cat-stalked closer and closer, snapping pictures.
But he wasn't a Peeping Tom. He was wacko Tom.
After each resounding peck, he snapped the air as if trying to catch a fly.
In a few moments I realized that he was trying to catch this own snood hanging on the side of his beak.
[Merriam Webster definition of snood: "a fleshy protuberance at the base of the bill of a turkey".]
I knew no one would believe this, unless I got a picture. And then I got the proof.
When the snood popped out of his beak, he again studied his reflection in the window, gave a mighty peck and then snapped at it again.
After checking my images to make sure I had it, I approached him even closer. The tom finally noticed me and left in a huff.