A Turkey Update

Poor Lello-Chic-E as everyone now knows turned out not to be a chicken of any sort. A turkey actually and not a fabulous heritage specimen that you might thoughtfully consider keeping as a pet, but the far less attractive broad breasted domestic kind. In other words, an eatin' turkey. After doing some research and watching this giant bird lumber around the yard and EAT EVERYTHING it became painfully clear we were not going to be able to keep her. I found a really nice girl out in Gilbert who agreed to take her off our hands after explaining that this particular breed of turkey is very much meant for a short, well fed life. At our house she was not getting enough protein (28%, I've learned) and was most likely not going to survive the heat of the summer. Sad, but true. So off to "freezer camp" she went. The kids and I loaded her up in the passenger seat of the car and proceeded to drive to her to Gilbert....

The drive in itself was quite the adventure. We had to make a couple stops, one at Auntie Erin's house and another at the In-n-Out, or as the kids call it Insides-Out, drive-thru window. That was funny. BUT WAIT! The best stop of all was the one off Tatum and Pinnacle Peak where we had to corral said turkey after she decided she had been in that box long enough! Cruising down Tatum Boulevard with my three precious babies in the backseat and an adolescent turkey in the passenger seat. Lello, who for the record was tall enough in that box to look straight out the windshield decided to jump out for a better view. She didn't go far, just to the top edge of the box, but perhaps that was because the kids and I were all screaming like crazy people. She has quite the wing span when she's sitting 10 inches away.

Farewell Lello. I'll never look at a Thanksgiving turkey the same way again.