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Talking Turkey

Monday, April 26, 2010

This blog was inspired by Gaby1948's blog:

My husband was a State Game Warden in Texas. Besides everything you think you know about game wardens anywhere, I can tell you that people bring them every animal, bird, fish, etc. that they find.

We raised and rehabilitated everything from fawns to owls. The county road crew could be counted on to bring us something every spring, when they began mowing the roadsides and ditches and/or widening roads and cutting trees.

One year they brought us six wild turkey eggs. They found them in a ditch while mowing, some were broken, but six survived, whole. So we incubated them, hatched them and raised them. I use the word “we” loosely. Guess who was Momma Bird? Lol.

Raising those turkey chicks was a beautiful experience. First thing I discovered is that those turkey Toms (male turkeys) who grow up to have long beautiful beards and big boastful chests they like to thrust out while they “strut” around and show off, are born KNOWING what they are!

I discovered that three of my six turkey chicks were males on about the 5th or 6th day after hatching. They were prancing around their little cage, tiny fuzzy chests stuck out and little teeny wings arched, doing the typical turkey strut! Each wing had begun to grow one tiny feather, lol, but these little boys KNEW they were proud Turkey Toms and boasted of it before they were a week old!

No room here to tell you of all the wonderful escapades I had with these turkeys. Showing them where to roost each night - I’d go out about sunset and they would follow me to whatever tree I chose. I’d point each one of them to a tree limb and up they’d fly, settle down for the night in a high, safe spot. My only problem was teaching them NOT to jump down and follow me back to the house. I guess they wondered why Momma Bird didn’t roost with them, lol.

I took a walk around our property each evening and was followed by six wild turkeys and one 18 pound yellow, long-haired tomcat, Mikey. (See? That story about the Pied Piper leading all the mice could be true!) Mikey had to be carried about half way through the walk, but the turkeys went all the way.

As we did with all the wild animals we raised, eventually we found them all a foster home on some ranch where they could live and reproduce, happily ever after. All but one, which became such a pet I named her Sweet Pea and she stayed with us.

She was a great watch dog! She let us know every time someone drove up our long winding drive. And if they looked too aggressive when they got out of the car, they might be attacked by a wild turkey, lol.

When I sat on the patio, she would come up beside me and “preen” my arms! Sometimes she’d pull on the hair on my arms; sometimes she’d try hard to pick off a freckle or a mole, lol.

Whenever we were outside on our little hillside estate, she’d be right there with us. This continued after all the other turkeys had been moved to a large ranch where the rancher would look after them and was thrilled to have them restock his ranch.

One day my husband and I were working outside. He was up near the front gate, which was still about 1/5 mile from the road. I was on the patio. Sweet Pea had laid a clutch of eggs at the base of a small oak tree near the gate. Suddenly she was flapping her wings, making all sorts of turkey noises, and flying up and down in the same spot, making a real commotion. My husband was nearby and ran over to see what was wrong. He found a chicken snake trying to escape Sweet Pea’s wrath!

He killed the snake and then went to look at the eggs. One of the eggs was cracked because the snake tried to swallow it. He tried to take it from the nest so it wouldn’t rot, but Sweet Pea wouldn’t let him near it. So he walked off and went back to cutting brush.

Just a minute later, I witnessed the most incredible thing. Sweet Pea was flying to me, just about a foot off the ground, making a straight line from her nest to the patio where I was standing. She landed right in front of me an put her broken but still whole turkey egg on the ground at my feet. (To this day, I do NOT know how she carried that egg in her beak! I only know what I saw.)

With tears in my eyes, I reached out to pet her and she stood there for a while, murmuring sweet little turkey talk to me as I stroked her and we both looked at the fatally wounded egg. Then she flew back to her nest.

This was the most precious moment I ever experienced in all my wonderful times with animals. One mother to another.


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SHASTA11 4/28/2010 4:44PM

    Oh, how lucky you were to have experienced all that you have. I cried when you wrote about the mama turkey bringing her egg to you. Did the others hatch? How many clutches did she have?

You were blessed.

God bless you.

Hope you're well haven't talked to you for a while.

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FISHINGLADY66 4/27/2010 7:53PM

    Karen you have done it again. Your writing is amazing. I love reading your blogs. This was such a heart felt story. You have so many fond memories. Thank you for sharing them with us.
God Bless

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MORTICIAADDAMS 4/27/2010 10:06AM

    This has to be one of my favorite blogs of all time. I love animals and would do this myself if allowed to.

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CT-FL-SNOWBIRD 4/27/2010 9:59AM

    I love this blog! Thank you for writing it! emoticon

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WYWIWOMAN 4/26/2010 9:29PM

    I am so grateful that I read your wonderful narration of your experiences with the turkey chicks. I learned alot about turkeys, about nature, and about you. What wonderful people! You and your husband offered so much to people who couldn't bear to see injured or orphaned creatures left on their own. What a gift!

I'm proud to know you, Karen. emoticon

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BELTONWALKER67 4/26/2010 4:52PM

    A beautiful story so well told! Thank you for sharing with us such wonderful memories.

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GABY1948 4/26/2010 3:40PM

    Karen! Thanks for the story, I always love your stories from one animal person to another!

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PJSTIME 4/26/2010 1:09PM

    You have some of the most amazing stories I love reading them. That was unbelievable. Than hen just needed someone to console her and you were there to offer support.

Thanks for sharing. PJ

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JENNY888 4/26/2010 10:55AM

    This is a beautiful story. I think you could publish it in a magazine.

I have to tell you about what happened in my yard the other day. We have a large goat that eats brush. We tether it to a stake on a long cable. She was near the creek gazing at it fondly when, I noticed she was running in one direction quite frightened. The next thing I saw was about twenty wild turkeys flying just over her head. I think she thought they were airplanes which she always watches very carefully.

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DAISY443 4/26/2010 9:36AM

    You are the most amazing story teller! I really enjoy your blogs. Thanks!

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KAYYVAUGHN 4/26/2010 9:06AM

    Thanks for the story. It is so true for mothers. Protection is a priority.

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JUSTJO66 4/26/2010 8:38AM

    What a wonderful story. Almost brought tears to my eyes. It is amazing isn't it...the love that Mother's can show for their young. I think that is why it hurts me so much when I hear on the TV where a mother has mistreated or allowed her children to be mistreated. It's terribly wrong and not natural when this happens. I know I myself feel so strong for my children...I would gladly die for them and most mother's would for their children.(even in the animal kingdom).


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KATHERYNP 4/26/2010 8:35AM

    Wow... what a great story. Gave me such an appreciation for turkeys. Now I don't know if I can ever put a turkey on my table at Thanksgiving. I love animals..I have a dog so can relate to your feelings toward Sweet Pea! Thanks for sharing that great story!
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Dumb but True.

Sunday, April 25, 2010

My entire family has worked in criminal justice forever. Hubby was a state officer. Youngest son is a Federal Agent. (See those capital letters? He earns them every day. Stressful job.) Oldest son was an undercover narc in deep cover for years. Now works as an investigator for the court. I worked in and headed the pre-trial release department for my county and worked for several judges along the way.

So, you’ve heard and read those “Crooks do dumb things” articles? Here’s a true one for you.

Man walks into a camera store in the mall on a busy day and manages to walk out with an expensive camera. The manager has his eye on him but is so busy he can’t get to him before he gets away. Calls the cops. Gives a description, but really, what are the chances?

A week later, the SAME man returns to the SAME store, with the SAME camera he stole, complaining that it doesn’t work. Store manager recognizes him, apologizes profusely, says he’ll fix it for free but it will take a few days. Thief obligingly gives manager his DRIVER’S LICENSE information so he can get a receipt. Manager promises to contact him soon! OH YEAH. The police picked him up about an hour later. Was that soon enough? LOL

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FISHINGLADY66 5/5/2010 7:14AM

    Some people are... emoticon... not there...all the time.LOL

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WYWIWOMAN 4/25/2010 7:18PM

    Crime sure doesn't pay, does it??? How dumb do they thing WE are? Thanks for sharing the story and the laugh!

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    Yippee! That's what I call a happy ending.

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EMMABE1 4/25/2010 4:19PM

    Truth is stranger than fiction - so they say - certainly true in this case!!

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DGILBRIDE1949 4/25/2010 1:10PM

    That was a good one.

I worked security in a court house for seven years.......

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MORTICIAADDAMS 4/25/2010 12:55PM

    LOL. What a creep. And he has some nerve to boot.

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PJSTIME 4/25/2010 10:42AM

    emoticon Guess he got what he deserved. Have a great day. PJ

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DAISY443 4/25/2010 9:39AM

    Giggle, giggle, loved it!

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KATHERYNP 4/25/2010 9:26AM

    Loved it! What is better than a dumb crook!!!???

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WYWIWOMAN 4/25/2010 8:55AM

    Thanks for the laugh today! Justice is done!

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GABY1948 4/25/2010 7:51AM

    I LOVE it! So tired of thieves and deceivers getting away with their dirty deeds! Thanks for sharing, Karen!

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Thursday, April 22, 2010

If you approach the River for the first time, fresh from “civilization”, it seems quiet, peaceful and empty. If you are still and observant, you find the truth is that the river is teaming with life, struggle, beauty, birth, death and transformation. It’s a microcosm of the universe and you can lose yourself in its intricacies.

The River itself is a living thing. It has its moods which range from dark and ugly to shining and beautiful. Somewhere in between is awesome, raging, and breathtaking. It can be all of these in one twenty-four hour period.

Here in Central Texas even a small river has some fascinating secrets; unique episodes of nature waiting to be discovered. Once, while walking along the river bank, I smelled an unusual musty odor. I followed my nose to a clump of weeds and gently parted them with my hand. There was the opening to a small den, not large enough to be called a cave, but deep enough to hide a mother bobcat and her kittens. Mom was gone to lunch, fortunately, and I resisted the impulse to scratch those kittens behind the ears.

I found a gator floating, looking like the log he was pretending to be.

Trees with branches bending down to kiss the water.

Fish lurking under the shelf of rock that projects from the bank.

Turtles that lined up on a fallen tree and splashed into the water one at a time as I approached.

Birds watching from the overhead branches.

Snakes skimming the surface.

Racoons feeling of the mud.

Deer bending low to drink.

Ducks flying low.

Turkey roosting nearby.

Owls nesting in the rocks.

But the River never gives up all its secrets. No matter how long you stay there, how many times you visit, the ever-changing world of the River has ever-lasting mysteries.

I once lived high on a hill overlooking a river. People would travel to the slough beneath my house in their boats. It would take them about an hour to get there from the closest boat ramp. They thought they were out in the wild, away from everyone. I could hear every word they said while sitting on my porch. A river is also a sound tunnel.


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WYWIWOMAN 4/24/2010 12:42AM

    Wonderful imagery, Kren. I can picture the river as you have seen some of its parts. It reminds me of hanging over the side of a small bridge over a creek. So many fish, darting bugs and other things that one can easily miss if simply 'taking a walk'. Thank you.

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READINGDOC 4/22/2010 6:57PM

    Thank you for a beautiful word picture and journey on your river.

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FISHINGLADY66 4/22/2010 4:51PM

    You do have a wonderful gift of painting beautiful pictures with your words. When I go to our lake on weekends, I have noticed all these things. I love sitting at the table, in our camper trailer, and watching out the window, which overlooks our lake, at all the wild life around the lake. We have a few Blue Heron that live on our lake, they are so beautiful to watch. There is also a lot of Turkey that just linger in the meadow, if our dog doesn't chase them and scare them off. And of course, we see the Deer roaming through the woods. Thanks for bringing the thoughts back to my mind.

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JUSTJO66 4/22/2010 2:01PM

    What a beautiful picture of the River. Kind of makes me think of that movie so long ago with Brad Pitt... I think it was "A River Runs Through It" or something like that.... My Dad always loved the rivers, too. I've spent many a night camping out, sleeping on the ground next to a river (while my dad fished) when I was a kid. We couldn't even afford a tent :o) but as a kid..I didn't care. In fact it is inscribed on my Daddy's tombstone "I'll meet you at the river."


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PJSTIME 4/22/2010 1:16PM

    I love the outdoors like you do. The world is full of beauty if we just look.

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BELTONWALKER67 4/22/2010 12:25PM

    You are very talented with words! I could see the river and all the wonders of nature as I was reading. A group of ladies and I enjoyed the beauty of the mighty Mississippi River last weekend as we walked along the boardwalk viewing murals of history events painted on the retaining walls.

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WANDAC2013 4/22/2010 12:14PM

    What a great blog...I love exploring nature and enjoying all the ewonders!!!

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MORTICIAADDAMS 4/22/2010 10:19AM

    We used to have a tri level cabin on the river and this brought back fond memories.

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NANCYRUBIO 4/22/2010 9:18AM

    There is nothing like "Mother Nature" to bring peace to your soul. emoticon

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Wednesday, April 14, 2010

When asked about the three most important words in our language, most people answer "I love you". And those words ARE important, often not said enough, especially face to face, looking someone in the eye.

Words I like even more are "Let me help". It seems to me these words are an expression of the first three words, in ACTION. Offering to help someone, actually lending a helping hand in whatever way, is so rewarding, on both sides.

I can add another set of three, that I try to say often, "I thank you". A good phrase to begin the day, directed at whatever Higher Power you choose. A good phrase to share with others throughout the day, too. If you stay aware of it, you'll find many more times to say it during the course of a day.

It seems to me that three words like these, whichever phrase you choose, can take the strangeness out of strangers, form a connection between human beings, and fill the heart with goodness, or grace, whatever you choose to call it.

You know it when you feel it.


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  Excellent Blog Karen!

Simple words filled with love, absolutely perfect.

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GABY1948 4/14/2010 7:00PM

    Karen, I love this. One more that I absolutely love...my DH always says, "I appreciate it" instead of I thank you, and it makes it so much more special to me! I hope lots read this blog and take it to heart!

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FISHINGLADY66 4/14/2010 2:58PM

    Karen this is a very uplifting blog. "I thank you" for being my friend. You have helped me in many ways. You have brightened my day many times.
God Bless You

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GOALIEGRANDMA3 4/14/2010 1:43PM

    attitude of a good kind

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PJSTIME 4/14/2010 11:42AM

    Thank you Karen. All people wherever they are should just be kind and courteous to others it would make the world a better place. Our children should be taught this lesson from day 1.

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ZEEDRA 4/14/2010 11:22AM

    Thank you Karen. My three words for today.

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BELTONWALKER67 4/14/2010 9:25AM

    Great blog to read and reflect on all the blessings we have in which to give thanks. Thank you for sharing with us.

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PLAYBLUES22 4/14/2010 9:21AM

    Thank you Karen and may God continue to" Smile" on you today

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    Great advice!!

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JUSTJO66 4/14/2010 9:04AM

    "Thank you Karen" :o) Nice reminder this beautiful spring morning. Hope you have a loving, beautiful day.


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SUSI_SINGS 4/14/2010 8:51AM

    I thank you. And I wish you many blessings on this beautiful day. I am happy to have shared your uplifting thoughts today.

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A Little Fun Survey on Preference

Friday, April 09, 2010

Crunchy or gooey?

Some of us like the gooey center.

Some of us like the crunchy edge.

None of us are bashful about taking what we want, lol.

Which do you prefer? And Why?

And what do you think it says about your personality?

Can a crunchy person and a gooey person live together happily?

(I hope your tongue is in your cheek, lol. )

And here is an interesting link in Cooking Light for some healthy eating information:



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ZEEDRA 4/14/2010 11:26AM

    Crunchy, definitely. Ooooo...crunchy brocolli and celery and raw rutabaga...what bliss!
Am I kidding anyone?

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DGILBRIDE1949 4/11/2010 9:44PM

    Both are fine with me, although the last time I made brownies, I had to eat them with a spoon...maybe a little too gooey. I will try better next time.

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  I prefer mostly gooey with just a touch of the edge crunchiness lol.

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JENNY888 4/9/2010 7:55PM

    Crunchy is my choice, but of course I'll enjoy the gooey also!

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CT-FL-SNOWBIRD 4/9/2010 2:09PM

    I like gooey, like Black Bean Brownies, with crunchy chopped walnuts!

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--KREN 4/9/2010 1:01PM

    I'm so surprised that everyone likes gooey! LOL. I'm a crunchy person, definitely! I wonder what that means, lol. Karen

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    I like gooey and crunchy. It's all good to me, especially if it's chocolate. LOL.

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GOALIEGRANDMA3 4/9/2010 10:56AM

    gooey is my choise ( when I dare indulge)

Hubby likes gooey too. When I bake a cake he specifically asks me to not cook it as long as it says so it is gooyier!!!!! ( is that a word?) emoticon emoticon

also....I don't get that new pan that is out that makes all the brownies with crunchy edges....I\d never in a hundred years buy that

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NANCYRUBIO 4/9/2010 10:49AM

    Both as long as they are chocolate. No answer? Thanks for the link.

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FISHINGLADY66 4/9/2010 9:58AM

    I like the gooey the best. I don't like any of my food too crunchy. Bread and rolls should be soft for me. Yes crunchy and gooey live together happily. Hubby likes crunchy. I like gooey. Cool blog.

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JUSTJO66 4/9/2010 9:17AM

    Okay, I'll bite...... hmmmm,your picture looks tooo good. I think I'm both. Sometimes I really like gooey and sometimes I like crunchy. I like variety. I didn't realize that until a few years ago. I went to the state fair with my Mom and sister and while I was there I think I bought every type of food they had out there....but would take a bite and then pass it along to my Mom and sister. At the end of the day my sister made an observation... she said "you know, you bought a lot of food today but what you really only wanted was a taste". Lightbulb moment. :o) I do like a lot of different things.....I think I go through life "tasting". :o) Hopefully, not all of it is FOOD. LoL.


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CATHY629 4/9/2010 7:51AM

    There is nothing quite like gooey centre,i am beginning to feel quite hungry just by thinking of it.

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PJSTIME 4/9/2010 7:30AM

    Ooey Gooey for me. Same with cookies I prefer soft underbaked ones. I'm glad that pan isn't really in front of me I would be soooo tempted:) and I haven't given in on sweets.

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GABY1948 4/9/2010 7:10AM

    Gooey here too! And YES crunchy and gooey can live together happily! DH is crunchy while I am gooey and we live together marvelously! Like Sharon, I am the same about cookies and so is dh...don't even try a soft cookie on him!
What a FUN blog, Karen. Thanks so much for starting my day off with fun.
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SERENITYSEL 4/9/2010 6:51AM

    Gooey! When I make cookies too, I make them "under baked". Why? It just gives me a warm feeling, like a comfort food (I don't indulge in very MUCH now). I love Cooking Light, I have a subscription and read every page!!!! Some of the recipes I don't try because I don't like fish, but their veggie recipes I try a lot. Sharon emoticon emoticon emoticon emoticon emoticon

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