But the turkeys, well, that is another story. They spent 3 nights and days in a pen, a rather nice one, with food, water and a roost, plus a nice place to lay eggs for the hen. There was no way they were going back there though. They decided to fly up on the coop roof instead. It is remarkable that birds that big fly so well, but these heritage turkeys were the result of a cross with wild turkeys, and they certainly retained their flight abilities. So, up on the roof they were, making their turkey noises and not wanting to come down for no one , no where! Robbie and I left them up there and where they will sleep tonight, who knows, but it is not going to be a cold night. They are very hardy though and can withstand the winter roosting in trees apparently. They do have a barn and their own shelter, should they choose to go in for the evening. Silly turkeys!