<p style="text-align:center;"><em>by Chicken Wrangler Sara</em></p>
I was working at my computer this week when I caught a glimpse of something out the front window.  At first glance it appeared that a chicken was in the road. (Was it trying to cross?  If so, why?)

I got up and started toward the door, wondering if it was one of ours chicks or another stray chicken (see <a href="http://bit.ly/1FfCgLf">You’re not My Chicken! You’re a Snort</a>.)

About that time a car drove by and the bird took flight.

<a href="https://judythewriter.files.wordpress.com/2015/03/turkey-vulture.jpg"><img class="aligncenter wp-image-5556 size-medium" src="https://judythewriter.files.wordpress.com/2015/03/turkey-vulture.jpg?w=300" alt="turkey vulture" width="300" height="300" /></a>

It looked like a small plane – huge wingspan.  It was a turkey vulture.  It flew to the roof across the street then waited in the yard for a while.

<a href="https://judythewriter.files.wordpress.com/2015/03/turkey-vulture2.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-5557" src="https://judythewriter.files.wordpress.com/2015/03/turkey-vulture2.jpg?w=300" alt="turkey vulture2" width="300" height="262" /></a>Eventually it flew away.

Yesterday the grandmother of a piano student was waiting in the driveway and said she saw some huge birds circling the back yard.  I sure hope it wasn’t the turkey vulture and his friends.  Chickens I will wrangle but I draw the line at turkey vultures.