A certain party at the Lowell fish in whose name escapes me*, accidentally deposited several hand fulls of Potato chips and Doritos all around Z's camper one frosty morning. About 25-30 turkeys began to gather to feed on this unexpected bounty. We all waited with baited breath for Steve to exit his mobile abode. The culprit responsible for this practical joke was foiled when the first one out the camper door was Lady. Lady loves to chase turkeys, Steve poked his head out a millisecond later and the whole campground was sans Turkeys. Good morning everyone who wants coffee he said. We all laughed out loud leaving Steve to wonder what the heck was so funny about coffee.


*What happens in Lowell stays in Lowell......... Sometimes.