They Have Arrived!
As I mentioned in my last post, we set up the brooder right next to Doodle's set-up, so that she can see them and they won't be strangers when they're finally big enough to introduce them. I'm not sure how turkeys are, but chickens definitely do not like newcomers to the flock. I'm going to assume turkeys are of a like mind, given all the reports of how territorial they can be that I've found online. (Sheesh, I feel like a tourist in this venture... "Well, online it says...!" ...I did say I'm going in blind. Don't judge me.)
|Doodle, looking like the super villain in a Marvel comic:|
"Ah... so they have arrived..." she says grimly...
(...this is pre-maniacal grin and evil plan formation)
Doodle's opinion on the babies so far has been mixed. When they first arrived and started cheeping and running around, Doodle was blissfully excited. I've never heard her make so many cutts and happy-princess-bird noises (still don't have an official name for that one) in all her life. After the initial excitement wore off, however, she began to be a little jealous of all the attention I was giving them. She demonstrated this by making the lost call over and over at the tops of her turkey lungs, in spite of the fact I was sitting right there, staring at her, and asking her what her problem was. "KEE! KEE! KEE! (I'm lost)" she insisted, defiantly matching my eye. She did not stop this tom-foolery until I scooped her up into my arms and gave her a back and neck rub.
|"What? My mom had abandoned me. That's the textbook definition |
of I'm lost, and mom's a criminal!"
She has since learned that as long as the babies are there, I will be too, because whereas Doodle had gotten big enough for me to slip off to my own bed at night (abandoning her), the 24/7 watch process has started all over again with the little guys.
(Oh, remember the decoy? She figured it out after a week and a half that it wasn't me, but it seemed to provide the security blanket or teddy bear sensation for her. When all was right with the world, it was her comfort. When things were less than right, though, no teddy bear or blanket in the world is good enough to replace mom. Mom must be called. Panic will ensue if mom doesn't come. The time of day or night is irrelevant.)
And now, without any further ado, the line up of the new arrivals: names, pictures, and introductions!
|Now, Doodle, if you want to talk about criminals...|