Our last night in Tenn, My sis and i were talking in the basement when Brock and Daniel came running down screaming like little girls. We asked them what was wrong. Brock and Daniel were walking around (this was about 10pm at night) and looking for some deer. There was a T-Storm coming in and the lighting was making the deer run around. So they were walking up a hill to go see them. A second later Brock steeped on something. It flew up in his face and then hit Dan in the head! Scared them half to death. When they realized what it was they went back to see where it was. When they got there, they found Turkey eggs!
So the boys picked up some of the eggs and put them in a towel on the porch. In the morning Jake (my nephew) took the chickens eggs and put the Turkey eggs under one of the hens. They boys wanted to see what would happen. Would the hens sit on them? Would they raise them as chickens? Would they HATCH?!
So, this evening i got a call from my sister while i was out. THEY HATCHED. CRAZY?! 
So, Miss Fussy Feathers (the hen that was sitting on them) did her job! And the poor hen who's eggs are daily taken has been blessed with 3 Turkey babies.
So i guess we are going back for Thanksgiving! =) Gotta see this thing full circle right?
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