My sister had a flock of “wild” Turkeys… Every once in a while they would decide to go visit the neighbors who happened to be really afraid of the birds (~1 mile through the woods). Since her husband was often away, I had the wonderful task of trying to herd those turkeys back home. I recall one time when a good portion of that trek consisted of me attempting to crawl/slide on top of 3 feet of snow since the trees/brush were too thick for snowshoes. They never flew very much just a few yards at a time or up a few yards to roost.
My brother-in-law had a huge tom that was his pet for many years – people were often afraid to get out of their car when they came to visit because he liked to follow people really close.
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