This was the clutch of eggs that the hen turkey defended to the end. One night in the wee hours of the morning, something attacked the nest, the eggs were destroyed and the hen was mortally wounded. We do not know what it may have been - possum, raccoon, fox? We are terribly sad about it. There is still a hen that is laying eggs; her freedom, unfortunately, is now limited.
Friday, April 18, 2014
turkey clutch
This was the clutch of eggs that the hen turkey defended to the end. One night in the wee hours of the morning, something attacked the nest, the eggs were destroyed and the hen was mortally wounded. We do not know what it may have been - possum, raccoon, fox? We are terribly sad about it. There is still a hen that is laying eggs; her freedom, unfortunately, is now limited.
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