We have turkeys

Just got back to work: left around 4pm, because I need to stay late and work on a report to a client, but we don’t have the statistical software at home. (Actually, I do -- somewhere -- on CD-ROM, but I can’t seem to find it. A problem with moving countries, then swapping bedroom and home office: stuff gets misplaced.) Since we only have one car, it made more sense for both of us to go home, then I drive back by myself. This way, The Bub can go to bed and not be disturbed, and I can stay (mostly!) as late as I need to.

So, it’s about six p.m., I’ve parked the car - - and I see a turkey walking along. I think they’re called ‘’scrub turkeys.’’ Scrawny little fellas - - like the wild turkeys in North America, before selective breeding kicked in.

No pigeons. But we have turkeys.


--GG