Not a Turkey story......

I would never want to offend the Turkey especially at this time of year. But while looking at some graphics of the beloved Turkey, I thought of our Guinea Hen. It was a fall day on our little farm when I heard a sound that was not familiar in any way. My parents were visiting so we all looked to see this ugly Bird of another kind. Mama being a person to search out and find an answer went to check out this critter that was making such a racket. Mama came back with, "It is a Guinea Hen." I had no idea what a Guinea Hen was or what to do with it, and had hopes that it would be found or go away. It made such a awful sound. So for the next 3 days it screamed and ate the bugs out of our orchard. Mama and Dad went back to California, and I had a new friend. The 4th day it stopped making allot of noise and came into the back yard. It seemed to be adopting us and had no problem being in our world. So we started calling her Guinea as a endearment. She seemed to find me gardening her delight and would help me with gathering of sticks, leaves, and ate a few bugs right under my nose. To Arney's surprise and delight she found his lap, he showed her off to anyone and everyone who came over. She would jump right up on his lap and set with sweetness and blink and look around like it was second nature to her. Often falling asleep. She was a really active watch Hen. She would chase after their cars, and make a awful fuss. She scared the heck out of guests because this farm now belonged to her and no one had seen such a ugly Bird. With time family and friends understood that she was a greeter too. She was so ugly that when she got in my face I could hardly believe how much I loved her....So I leave you with this thought, I am so glad it is Turkey day and not Guinea day, I would probably just have pumpkin pie! Happy Thanksgiving!
I am sad to say that in the time we were honored to have her, we never took a picture of her....that is foul!!!!