by Chicken Wrangler Sara
I was working at my computer this week when I caught a glimpse of something out the front window. At first glance it appeared that a chicken was in the road. (Was it trying to cross? If so, why?)
I got up and started toward the door, wondering if it was one of ours chicks or another stray chicken (see You’re not My Chicken! You’re a Snort.)
About that time a car drove by and the bird took flight.
It looked like a small plane – huge wingspan. It was a turkey vulture. It flew to the roof across the street then waited in the yard for a while.
Yesterday the grandmother of a piano student was waiting in the driveway and said she saw some huge birds circling the back yard. I sure hope it wasn’t the turkey vulture and his friends. Chickens I will wrangle but I draw the line at turkey vultures.