Something else got the turkey before I did. I sat down at my desk this morning and looked out the window. I saw a pile of white feathers in the pasture. I yelled to James and we went to check it out. Whatever killed it ate the head and some of its breast and left the rest. I couldn't tell if it was the turkey I was holding yesterday because the breast feathers were missing so I couldn't see the black feathers that helped me identify it. None of the 3 surviving white turkeys have those feathers this morning so I know it was the one. It's just too weird and upsetting.
I wish I knew what Chy was doing while all this happened. I have to think that her first job was to protect Shiloh. I'm also wondering what the 2 of them will do when Shiloh is older. Will they protect the herd? I don't know. I'm still trying to figure it out but I'm pretty sure it was the coyote but why wouldn't he take the whole bird? I wish I had a camera out there to video what happened.
It's also very strange that we've had these turkeys for 5 months and had no problem with predators getting them until the night before we were to kill them ourselves.