Cock-a-Doodle-Doo

Today I was woken up at 6 am by wild turkeys. Yes, in Lexington. I knew they were wild turkeys because I had seen several wandering around just three houses away a few days ago. Where they live I have no idea. The conservation areas closest to use just don't seem large enough to support a turkey population.

But anyway, I was lying there a bit grumpy about the whole thing, when I said to Bridges, "And we're thinking of moving to a farm?"