Missing Willow Farm

Turkey poults arrived in the mail last week.  It ‘s kind of fun getting a phone call from the P.O. at 7AM asking to come pick up the ‘babies’.  They are shipped in a cardboard box with straw and breathing holes.  They are notoriously difficult to raise from this tiny (one day old), at least for us.  We sprinkled hard boiled egg on their food and bought them two baby chicks to teach them how to eat and they pecked them both to death.  And some of them didn’t learn how to eat before the chicks were gone.  Sigh.  Turkeys are stupid.  We’re going to soldier on with them and consider purchasing older (more expensive) turkeys next year if we can find them.