Thou Shalt Not Kill (at least one turkey) maybe

This morning I thought I knew what I was going to blog about because I built one of these.

After being bitten by one of the turkeys this week I got on the phone and called our friends, Dan and Amy, to see if they'd help us fill our freezer.  I was determined to be rid of all of them by the end of this weekend.  And then this happened.

And this

It's like he or she knew my intentions.  As a matter-of-fact I had put one or 2 turkeys in the killing cone this morning to see if it was going to work.  Maybe it was this little guy/gal.

I went out in the pasture this afternoon to lie in the grass and maybe take a nap amongst the goats and donkeys and this turkey came over and laid down right beside me.  He let me pet him all over and closed his eyes like he was in ecstasy.  Oh, don't do this to me.  How can I kill you if you turn all nice on me?  And then, I can't just keep one turkey.  I need to keep a boy and a girl so at least they may serve a purpose in the future.  I said I didn't want to do turkeys next year but if they hatched some little ones for me then of course I'd have to raise more.  I'd have to figure out if this one is a boy or a girl and then find the opposite sex to keep also.

And then I looked out my window and saw this.

Just this week the turkeys have decided to explore the rest of our yard.  As I type one is on our back patio.

We keep our back door open when it's nice out.  I bet if I wait 30 more minutes to post this I could have a picture of one of the turkeys walking up our back steps and into our house.

Should I or shouldn't I, that is the question.