Talking Turkey I rescued the turkey from mother's deep freeze. She thawed for a day and began to look pleased. She was too good to cook so, I took her a walk, which is hard with no feet and we stopped for a talk. We became best of friends that Christmas day night, as, daft as each other we set the world right. You see, talking turkey, seeing their point of view, beats biting off more than what you can chew.