The rabbit run became a temporary home for all the baby critters on our farm. The ducklings were first to keep the rabbits company then soon after the kittens joined them and finally the turkeys. It didn't take long for the rabbit run to be nicknamed the kiddie run. It was a busy little pen. So you'd think there was lots of company and everyone would be happy and content. Everyone was, accept the turkeys. I could hear them chirping non-stop from my kitchen patio door which faced the backyard and the runs. And they have a very monotonous chirp. I couldn't imagine running a turkey farm. The sound would drive me insane.
Anyway, I began to notice they would quiet up whenever I appeared. And then began "following" me along the wall of the run in whichever direction I went. I thought maybe the rabbits, ducks and kittens weren't really good company for the turkey's who might need some of their own kind so tried to introduce our two friendliest chickens to the kiddie pen. However, the turkeys went beserk and tried to kill them so we immediately removed them and that was that. But those turkey's kept on crying day after day and I just couldn't stand to hear it. So I let them free range with the chickens and let them all figure it out. Which they did. It took a few pecking and basic bullying, but the chickens learned quick that those little white critters weren't to be dominated.
But it didn't take long for me to realize that it wasn't the chickens that the turkey's were so desperate for the company of. It was me. I would step outside and the turkey's would abruptly leave the chickens and start following me around. Everywhere I went, they followed. The night of our fireworks I went down to the pasture to set up and get ready and lo and behold I turn around and there they are. They are my two little sidekicks. I can't go anywhere on the farm now without them right on my heel. They even hang around whichever door they can hear my voice.