He’s pure chaos; you never know wattle do next.
Tale of the Turkey: Learn to Live with Them
Newport This Week, via NTMTOM
And finally: Hand Is Friend, Not Food
Andrew Y. shares a bird biting the hand that loves it.
The magical moment he realizes the hand belongs to friend not foe pic.twitter.com/txozMue4I6
— Nature is Amazing ☘️ (@AMAZlNGNATURE) November 19, 2025
Hip hip hooray for firemen saving kittens everywhere! Be they up in trees or down sewers or stuck in cars engine firemen will be there to save them!
Hear, hear! Agree 100%.
Agree on all points! Lincoln is such a doll.
Happy Thanksgiving to my fellow US Qte-loving peeps! Hope everyone has a wonderful day, no matter how you spend it. 🦃🍰😻
Happy Thanksgiving! 🦃
When asked what he recommends when faced with a wild turkey in front of your car, Manning said, “Proceed with caution and go very slow, but don’t stop completely, because he will just begin admiring his reflection in the chrome of your bumper.” 😄
Years ago, I was driving home from work one day and had to stop for a mama turkey and her bunch of tiny babies to cross the road. They were so cute!
We had a wild turkey, named Tom, on campus when I was in college. (He had a girlfriend named Jenny but she was hit by a car the year before I started.🙁) He liked to hang out in a tree in front of the library; maintenance workers would shovel away his pile of droppings from underneath once a week or so (the tree wasn’t above the main walkway so it was easy to avoid). When he wasn’t in the tree he was down by the lake with the ducks and swans. He died when I was a senior and the stain on the concrete under his tree was still there when I graduated.
I too laughed at the problem with shiny bumpers.
Happy Thanksgiving!
Happy Thanksgiving to Mike and all the USAian Cutropolitans! And Happy Thursday to all the rest!
Happy Thanksgiving to everyone in the US.
Happy Thanksgiving my fellow USians! May you be blessed with good food, good company and a lot of laughter. ❤️
Happy Thanksgiving everyone! I’m thankful for this cozy corner of sanity in a very weird world, and for all of you.
Happy day if you’re celebrating. And know that I am so thankful for this wonderful community.
Loved Gravy’s story so much. And the koala story. And of course the bitey birb–looks so cuddly once the aggression ends.
From the National Park Service on Facebook:
“Hello. My name is Inigo Monturkey. You defrosted my father. Prepare to dine.”
One of our most iconic birds is hard to miss, unless it’s coming in hot at 50 mph (yes, they can fly for short distances) or sprinting 18 mph straight at your kneecaps. Inconceivable? Exactly. Lost track of one? Don’t worry, they leave receipts. Male droppings are j-shaped; female droppings are spiral-shaped. The larger the diameter, the older the bird. Congrats, you’re now the weird relative who measures turkey poop at Thanksgiving. The kids’ table is calling.
Pro tip: Shiny objects, windows, and bald heads have been known to trigger vengeance mode. Be safe out there. In conclusion, Happy Thanksgiving from all of us at the National Park Service. 🦃
Image: A very serious turkey staring outside doors at Jewel Cave National Monument visitor center, because apparently closing time is personal.
The things we learn on this site: wombat poop is square and turkey poop is complicated. 🤣❤️🤣
Thanks for sharing this important lesson.
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Family gatherings will never be the same.
This is fantastic. I love Inigo Monturkey so much.