[Utah Binger]

When I was a kid I worked for the Ogden Poultry Company in Ogden Utah. One of my jobs among other things was to load turkeys into the trucks to take them to the processing plant. What you do is to herd them into a corner and back into their backside, reach down and grab both legs with your right hand and grab the left wing and toss them head first into the truck cage which would hold about ten in each layered cage. IIRC the trucks could carry about two hundred birds. Regarding the left wing, I brought that up in order to give Elsie a new talking point of sorts.

[Elsie]

Ever haul them over Wolf Creek Pass?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=X6LzWZYWpOU

[Elsie]

Regarding the left wing, I brought that up in order to give Elsie a new talking point of sorts.

Oh; like I gobble up any little tidbit you toss my direction??

[Elsie]

That picture looks very similar to my white van right now; only I have the opposite diagonal wheel off, puttin’ in new ball joints.

[goat granny]

that paints a funny picture in ones mind. You probably had a great pitchers arm for baseball.

I had 5 geese, 4 Toulouse and 1 African. The African became imprinted on me and would follow me around as a young chick when I let him out of his cage. When he became a adult, he became the alpha goose of the others and would attack anything (including cars) that came onto the property...I found out how to get him to leave me alone. I would stand my ground and this large bird, flapping his wings and running toward me. As he got right up to me, I'd grab his neck, just behind his head and lift him up off the ground until only his toes touched the ground and run across the back yard with his little (?) toes trying to keep up with me and then I'd toss him as far as I could....He'd leave me alone for about a month and then we would have to go through the catching and running ritual again...They slept right next to the pond.

Great watch dogs at night. They would squawk and then my dog would start barking..