"Pigs" DO fly!

It's so much joy to feed the birds ... to see the piñon jays, Stellar's jays, rufous-sided towhees, house finches, Oregon juncoes, chickadees and others come to the feeder we erected in front of the living room windows, with the Mancos Valley and Mesa Verde in the background. And then the turkey flock came by to visit, and decided to stay. 'Twas fun for a while ... and kinda comical.

Turkeys ain't the brightest of boids. That was evident when one of them figured out, after days of feeding on the ground under the feeder, that the mother lode of seed was up on the post. After four or five times of landing on the feeder ... and falling off, with much flapping ... one of them figured out how to perch on the feeder and eat out of it. It really got ridiculous when TWO of them tried to perch there and feed at the same time, pushing and shoving and jostling for position. Pigs with feathers ... and limited ability to fly!

So, it was a circus ... complete with clowns and (clumsy) high wire acts. The jays and other birds that normally eat at the feeder were not amused at the turkeys hogging the seed trough. TV