We have cows on our farm.
We also have turkeys on our farm. Lots of 'em. And they pretty much know THEIR place. Which is in the barn.
But once on awhile you get a rebel turkey.
A turkey that just can't understand that it belongs in the barn.
The rebel turkey wants to come in the house.
It pecked on the window like it was knocking on the door.
Here is the same turkey a day later, on my porch, begging to come in.
PLEASE LET ME COME IN!!! I can imagine this turkey being William Wallace and yelling "FREEEDOMMMMM!!!!!!!!!!!!" (Name that movie!)
I can tell you this. I did NOT let the turkey in my house. Turkeys STINK!!!