Silver Creek Turkey Day

They were so involved with their conversation that they missed the second group leaping into action. Heston leapt forward too, but swerved in anticipation of where Spring would be. He kept his eye on her as he slunk low. Thankfully the turkeys were announcing their locations loudly and fearfully.

He peeked in time to watch Spring circle the bird, driving in towards him...but further to the right. There was no time to correct it, so he gathered himself and readied to leap at the turkey from the side rather than the front. He sprang, silver body shooting through the air, jaws open wide. He just managed to catch the turkey's neck as he flew by, but he was so focused on the catching of the turkey that he didn't mind his footing. He landed badly, tumbling end over end with the turkey flopping from his mouth.

He was dazed when he stopped tumbling, and blinked his eyes for a few moments. Finally he noted the bird in his mouth. "GOT IT!" He yelled, hoping to save some face in front of the others. At least he hadn't missed. A tumble with food was better than one without.