turkeys at the cabin

So now that we are not at the cabin in Vermont to keep the hordes of turkeys at bay, they have started hanging around persistently.  They're lucky that Thanksgiving is over, otherwise I'd be motivated to put a few of them into a batch of double crust turkey pot pies.  Our old basset hound wasn't much of a guard dog, but she would occassionally gallop after a slothful turkey, so that also used to keep them circumspect about loitering.