It’s no secret that we have wild turkeys that have identified our place as a turkey-friendly zone.
Tom, our resident tom, has slowly recruited his friends over the past year to join him on the farm.
He made his first appearance in the yard last May, and every time he has made an appearance since he’s brought friends.
We’re at the point now where we’re thinking Tom must be a very charismatic turkey.
Anyway, every time Tom and his friends have moseyed into the yard the mutts have been nowhere to be found.
Now this may seem like an insignificant issue, but for us it’s quite odd considering our mutts take their security responsibilities very, VERY seriously.
Whenever the cattle get too close for comfort, the mutts sound the alarms.
Whenever the mailman stops to put mail in our box, the mutts sound the alarms.
Whenever deer, coyotes, raccoons, opossums, seed trucks, fuel trucks, or the Fed-Ex man enters our property, the mutts sound the alarms.
So yes, it is quite odd that the mutts are never around to alert us when the turkeys have arrived.
Recently, I was walking through the living room and just happened to look outside near our apple trees.
How convenient, the turkeys are here but the mutts aren’t.
Where the heck are those dogs?!?
As I walked into the kitchen to watch Tom and his crew do their thing, my view changed just a bit.
My opinions changed a bit, too.
The mutts will bark and howl in the middle of the night to alert us that a leaf has fallen off a tree, but they can’t alert us in the middle of the day.
I think it’s time for some job evaluations.