These two wild male turkeys held me, hostage, serious.

    I walked over to take pictures at the pier and these two wild turkeys stopped me in my track. They scared me so bad. I finally got between two stumps and the Palm tree was behind me, and a woodpile was in front of me.

    They tried to attack me. I had never experienced this before. So I will never again go to the pier without some protection. My older sister lives with them every day. A flock of wild turkeys. They left after about thirty minutes.

    I went back to my Father’s house. I drove the three hours to and from The Arroyo. I had not driven on the expressway in a couple of years. My eyes did real good considering, all that they have been through. March 13, 2018,  Wendy Yvette Greenwell

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