Oh, the part where the turkey's head emerged around the front of the car was when my constant snorts and giggles turned in hysterical laughter :biggrin1:
"Help! He's got my nuts!"
Here's the full squirrel story:
I was getting out of the shower, getting ready for working a shift that started at noon, when this squirrel ran across my feet. I have no idea why I was so terrified, but I was :redface:
It was wintertime, so my partner's snow-boots were left out and I practically jumped into them, then went to the kitchen to grab a broom. I stealthed around the apartment, my heart racing. I had it cornered in the dining room, but it ran like a bullet.
My whole body glistening with sweat, I shakily picked up the phone and called my partner at work. I was insistent that he drive back immediately and help me get that thing out of our home. He finally agreed, and was there in about fifteen minutes.
By then, the squirrel was in the living room, hanging on to a curtain rod like he was doing pull-ups, with his front paws. The moment my partner opened the door, he claimed to be able to smell the rank fear/stress sweat that I was emanating over thirty feet away and down a flight of stairs. When he got to the top of the stairs, he just started laughing: I was stark naked except for his enormous galoshes, holding a broom and completely incoherent with sheer panic!
It took him about two minutes to shoo the beast out the door with the broom, laughing hysterically the whole time. I needed another shower, then had to call work and explain why I was running behind. My boss laughed even harder than my partner, and I was ribbed for months about my terrifying encounter with a squirrel :biggrin1::tongue:
Birds are weird and more frightening than any squirrel. I got dive bombed by crows in Victoria BC one afternoon and it was the most terrifying two minutes of my life.
When my daughter was younger she would spend a few weeks in the summer at my sister,s farm. Sis kept 8 or 10 turkeys as part of her menagerie. The only way the kid could go outside without being harassed by the turkeys, was with Jesse the Rottweiler by her side. The birds didn't harass any one else if the kid was on the farm. My sister really liked have her there because the birds left her alone as long as kiddo was on the property! It was so hilarious to watch them eyeballing the house waiting for her to emerge.
When I lived in CT we had tons of wild turkeys around, and I don't remember any of them being aggressive at all. However, we did have a rather sizable Chocolate Lab, so maybe that had something to do with it.
Down here in SoFla, Mockingbirds get extremely aggressive when they've got a nest, and will dive at you kamikaze style if you come within ten feet of the tree. I have also seen gulls snatch food from my blanket on the beach: ugh!
