Yeah, that "imprinting" works too well.
I had a friend order 100 turkey eggs which she incubated getting about 90 little new born turkeys. She was sooooooo excited, continuously cooing and coddling those little turkeys for the first few days. She really got off on their recognizing her every time she showed up.
It was amazing, she would get up in the morning and they would all be on her porch. There was a terrible mess on the porch of course. They followed her everywhere, did all the chores with her, climbed in the back and front of the truck when she did. She once took them all to Safeway...caused quite a stir.
Her nickname is "Turkey" now. I grant you, she showed them how to roof the barn and had them sschitting in her vegie garden and all. "Potty trained" turkeys mind you! The neighbors she didn't like, they didn't like. When men came to call they defended her against un-wanted suitors and generally ran the farm when she went to town, herding stray cows and such, mending fence and generally taking care...but let's face it; a turkey is a turkey...she is a turkey, her truck is full of turkey feathers, she has a turkey roof on her barn, her vegies taste like turkey, the acceptable guys in her life are turkeys and everyone calls her "Hey Turkey"
Not much of a life is it?
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