Mother Nature Is NOT Funny

She thinks she is, but she isn't.

Charlie and I are flexitarian: We'll eat what's put in front of us when we're out, but we're vegetarian at home. Somehow, this has gotten onto the animal grapevine. So far this spring, the following animals have meandered across the yard in front of the office window or across the road in front of my car.

groundhog
wild turkey
another wild turkey
rabbit
another wild turkey
another rabbit

The turkeys in particular are insultingly casual about it. They stroll around the middle of the road, reaching the verge in time to leap to safety if I don't slow down or to strut in front of me if I stop.

Time was, I would have thought "turkey wrap"! Now, it's more like "turkey rap".

TURKEY RAP

Yo! I am a wild turkey, and I'm here to say,

Shoulda been the symbol of the USA.

I'm smart and I'm noble

Don't make a big show, believe me,

You see me

Just drive away and leave me.

You don't scare me. You don't eat meat.

Sit in your car and admit defeat.

Your eyes shed tears and your empty mouth drools

'Cause I'm a wild turkey, and the turkey rules!

My natural sense of thrift forbids my killing him if I'm not going to eat him. Maybe I could kidnap him and force him to sign me as his manager.

WRITING PROMPT: Is your main character someone who would stop and wait for an animal to get out of the way, someone who would slow down and hope, someone who would let the animal worry about getting out of the way, or someone who would deliberately try to hit it?

MA