|We enjoy the turkeys; Neko is saying "Dinner!"|
One of the wonderful things about living the foothills of the Rockies is the wildlife that visits us. This morning we were visited by a rafter (yes, a group of turkeys is called a 'rafter') of wild turkeys. They roost in our Russian olive trees while Neko keeps an eye on them. They "roost" in Roxborough so they won't "roast" in the oven.
|The animal on the right in the tree is actually a squirrel.|