So Saturday morning as I was on my way to work, I passed a field that a number of horses usually graze and gallop and have their normal horse business in.This Saturday morning it was 16 degrees out. That has nothing do to with the story, but good to know nonetheless.
Anyway, as I drive by I look into the field and see around twenty-five to thirty wild turkeys just taking over this field. They all had the same amount of space between them as to make sure they were taking up asmuch space as they could in this field.
I thought to myself, wondering where the horses were, but as I continued on the road that wrapped around this field of turkeys, I reached the corner fencing and received my answer. Here stood four horses as close to one another as they could be in this small corner and one horse out a ways from the corner standing in full alert, staring these turkeys down. It seemed this horse was in a stance ready to fight, but even more ready to run.
I could not stop to watch whatever mayhem would come of this scene for I had to get to work on this Saturday morning below freezing. However, it does make me wonder how/if the scene would have escalated.