" Like the dew on the mountain,
Like the foam on the river,
Like the bubble on the fountain,
Thou art gone and for ever!"
- Walter Scott
Tom the Amazing Swimming Turkey met his Maker last night. His white feathers trimmed with black stripes are strewn about the fowlyard this morning. There is another pile of them further out in the pasture. It was probably the big coy dog who has been regularly visiting the area and who clearly has developed quite a taste for our birds. He or she has already happily dined on seven ducks.
It is a sad day for the farm. Tom, you will be sorely missed. You were a wonderful, if quirky, bird. Life on the pond won't be same without you.
Wednesday, April 26, 2006
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