Today cyborg and I went back to our friend for a second turkey from the same run (for cyborg's mum) and again he gave us the smallest one hoping to avoid a tom.
Well, when we put this new turkey in the dome with the other turkey and chickens, the original (now gargantuan) turkey puffed all of his feathers and fanned his tail for a bit of strutting and dancing:
Do you suppose that means she is a him?