When I worked in Pleasanton we had wild turkey's hanging around all the time. When I worked the front desk I'd always call the animals lovers to come watch them with me.

About a month ago Bruce's brother went out for his morning bicycle ride and didn't make it home that day. He was going down hill at about 30mph when a flock of wild turkeys crossed in front of him and he swerved to miss them (he could only swerve one way since there was a cliff on one side). He ended up hitting (and killing) one of them. But he also suffered a major concusion (temporary memory loss), facial/skull fractures and a broken vertabrae in his neck. He had to spend one night in the hospital. I haven't seen him since the accident, but I guess he might have to get some plastic surgery done.