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Thursday, July 2, 2009
Photo Phriday: Gramma Turkey
My Mom is attempting to en-Dale all of the turkey poults. Especially the one on her right shoulder.
La la la, the turkeys lurve me so.
There's something very warm down the back of my neck.
I've enabled the comments for all users; if you are posting as "anonymous" you MUST sign your comment. Anonymous unsigned comments will be deleted. Trolls, spammers, and litigants will be shot.
BTW, did we make the Save Dale goal? If so, I'll update the facebook page. :P
ReplyDeleteYeah, what happened to Dale?
ReplyDeleteI just donated 4 pounds of my top-quality seed garlic for the NESR auction -- save the Montana Dogs and Dale! :-D
Dorene
I wanna see Dale.
ReplyDeleteOne of my spring chicks is a rooster. He is now crowing, and that will tip off the chicken police.
We are zoned for hens only. Want a black Astrolorp to keep Dale company?