Wild Turkey...

and I'm not talking about the drink. I was walking my dog in Morning Side Park this afternoon when a woman in front of me pointed and said, "Look". I turned to look and saw a statue I'd never noticed before and wondered why she was pointing it out to me. She said, "No, behind you, how could you walk right by that and miss it?" I looked again and found myself staring at a turkey. Honest to God. I'm not sure I've ever seen a live turkey before and I didn't expect to spot my first one in Manhattan. I thought the peacocks at St. John The Divine were exotic. The woman then introduced her small white dog as "Niles, the jerk". I've called my dog an asshole before but I'd never be insensitive enought to introduce her like that. "This is Jodie. She can be such an asshole."

Isn't she lovely? Mrs. Jobangles.