Mystical Tribe of Turkeys

There is a tribe of turkeys that hang out in NE Minneapolis by my apartment.  Yesterday, out of nowhere, a turkey showed up on Nicollet Mall by The WCCO studio, in downtown Minneapolis.  I just came to Starbucks, in Fridley, and I saw a single turkey here as well.  I feel like the NE tribe is fairly mystical and are held in a partial dimension.  They kind of appear and disappear.  Once it was as large as 30 turkeys.  There was a special tribe of turkeys in Shoreview, MN, when I was growing up, too.  The DNR would track them from day to day and could not explain their movement patterns.  Then they found me, and everything fell into place.  For The YMCA's Indian Princesses father daughter group, my father was Big Turkey and I was Little Turkey.  I have never seen a turkey fly.  I think that they can portal as well.  Seeing them in remote location, journeying alone, I feel is a good sign.  I feel protected and like something fortuitous is in the air.  As I gobbled at the fellow, he stopped and then walked away.  His markings were gorgeous.  There are just the coolest ways that the animal kingdom can surprise us on a slow and watery day.