Gobble?

Having driven in Southern Illinois my entire life, I've seen all sorts of animals dart in front of my car. And, Lord knows, I've hit plenty of animals that have darted in front of my car (In fact, that's how I lost the Clown Car, a damn deer smashed it beyond what the insurance would repair). But, for the first time ever, I had a freaking Wild Turkey run in front of my car this morning. It was weird as hell. The surprisingly large bastard scurried onto the road, bobbing its head back and forth. When it had almost crossed, it suddenly freaked out and turned back. Then it panicked again and turned back the other way. Then it turned around again, and decided, "screw it", and did a little hop/fly manuever into the underbrush. Needless to say, I had to come to a near stop to avoid the stupid thing.

Wild Turkeys are not native to Southern Illinois. They were "planted" here by the local hunter populace. Apparently the endless hordes of deer, squirrel, rabbit, coyote, and whatnot just wasn't enough to satisfy the local hunters, so they imported the gobblers. Surprisingly, nature's dumbest animal has managed to survive out here in the boonies, and there's a family of the critters that regularly passes through my parent's yard.