Our friend Emily had her kids each pick out a chicken/turkey as a pet. Apparently one of her kids chose a "thanksgiving Turkey." They are only meant to live for a short time. It had gained so much weight that he could barely get around. She didn't dare kill it so she told her kids the turkey went to a special farm. She brought her to our house- she knows how much I love smoked turkey- Dayton eventually killed it and smoked it. Kind of gruesome. We actually were so sad because it was such a sweet bird, but it was miserable and Dayton literally had to pick it up at night and put it in the coop because it was so big it couldn't walk to go in.
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