This time last year, we had a resident wild turkey living on our property.  At first we named it Gerdie, but soon learned that the local papers had already named him Phil.

Phil wasn’t that bright.  He would chase cars out on the busy main road and when I would leave for work in the morning, he’d be fighting with his reflection in the basement window. 

He liked CHEEZ-ITS alot.  We kept this to ourselves after the Medford Transcript asked that residents “stop feeding Phil” so that we would serve less of a detriment to himself and the community.  I think Phil caught word of this and moved on.  Haven’t seen him since then…

(Travis with Gerdie/Phil.)