Turkey Vulture                                                             Click to enlarge

Come on Stan. This Thanksgiving day thing they’ve got going is great, I heard they just threw out a bunch of leftovers down the road here. We’ll be first.

Ahhh, you go ahead Ollie, I’ll just rest here a sec.

What do you mean you’ll rest here, what’s the matter with you, there’s two day old turkey down there and it hasn’t been refrigerated. You gonna pass that up?

Jeez man how much turkey have we eaten? I’m saying forty pounds a piece and if you have to know, I’m getting mighty sick of turkey. I can’t gag down another wishbone.

Stan, Stan, Stan, I’ve never seen you like this man. Remember when we were eating week-old road kill and you were saying I can’t wait for Thanksgiving and we can get some nice fresh turkey. You weren’t so picky then, in fact I seem to remember you saying you were pretty sick of coyote.

Yeah I know Ollie but look at me. I’m totally bliveted out, I’m so fat I can’t fly, my feathers are covered in turkey crap, I’ve had it. I’m going to sit here until I can stand the thought of turkey again. You go, I’ll see you back at the roost.

Okay dude but this stuff isn’t going to last for ever. I’m thinking we’ve only got a week or two more of leftover turkey, then it’s back to the highway. You better pull it together man, you’re starting to embarrass me. I’ll tell the others you had a little bit of stomach trouble otherwise you may not get back in the roost.