And then there were none...

Turkeys, that is. We butchered the last one. The mean blue slate tom that I had tried to sell, but decided to give another chance. He blew it today. There is a very sweet, small chick that follows Mr Farmer around, and jumps up on him whenever he leans down. Today, for whatever reason, that mean turkey decided to peck that chick till she bled. He is gonna taste fabulous with some green beans, mashed potatoes and stuffing. :)