Over my head I could see a large shadow and the shadow of an ax. My family screamed from the turkey fence, but I was still there smiling. He chased me all over the barnyard, waving the ax back and forth until he caught me, and that was the end of me. I think Thanksgiving stinks from a turkey point of view. Adventures of Tom and Ron Hi, my name is Tom Turkey.
Thanksgiving is the worst time of year for turkeys.
I'm at Uncle Bill's farm, and soon I will be in the oven and stuffed. So here's my story. One day I was born on another farm far, far away. There I met a dog, and we became friends. One day I got in a box and floated downstream.