I saw my oldest frenemy over the weekend.
I was really happy to see him but my toes were sort of scared.
Yes, that is a turkey vulture.
Yes, I used to work with him.
Yes, he is a ham.
Yes, he bit my toes.
No, I didn’t wear real shoes then either.
Yes, he got car sick.
No, that’s actually worse than it sounds.
Yes, I love him anyway.
Behind the Willows 
“Hello, Breakfast!” 🙂
😀 To be fair, he never wanted to eat my toes, just make me nervous and jumpy. 😀
We like our turkey vultures, but not as ‘close friends.’ As in toe-biting close.
https://dispatchesfromanotherntown.com/2016/04/06/the-vultures-of-spring/
I think that’s for the best! 😀
I know turkey vultures serve an important role but……. as far as looks go they are at the bottom of the ladder
Oh come now! Don’t you like bald, big nosed men? They look just the same! 😀