That reminds me. I was chasing a turkey this morning on the way to work. Well not intentionally.

Here's the deal. As I was cruising at speed limit, there was a wild turkey in the road. It saw me coming and took flight.

Instead of making a beeline for the side of the road, it headed down the road - away from me. It kept a course parallel with the shoulder while staying a few feet off the pavement.

I had to brake to keep from melding the turkey with my grill work.

For a moment I was tempted to get out my camera. Believe it or not, the northern view of a south-bound turkey can be kind of poetic and graceful.

But I really didn't want to have to explain all this to the officer investigating the accident.

Luckily, the turkey veered to the right. Maybe not luckily. I haven't figured out what's for dinner tonight.