In Latin I am called Cathartes aura, and my closest cousins are storks and ibises. Surprisingly, while most birds don’t have a sense of smell, I do, and a very keen one at that! I have no voice box, and yet I can hiss or grunt. My wingspan is a whopping 6 feet! Impressive don’t you think?
And for all my wonderful features I am not well liked. In fact, I am often reviled and feared. Too bad really, because I am actually shy and non-aggressive. If you want to know the truth you need me in ways you have probably never even thought about.
Who am I?
I am a Turkey Vulture, and this Friday past when the Lady of the Farmlet spied me atop the neighbors big tree she stopped everything she was doing and took pictures of me. I am so flattered! Though I must say she didn’t get my best side, and her photos are all grainy and out of focus to boot! Well, let’s just imagine it was because she was in awe of my tremendous size and impressive stature.
Want to find out more about fabulous me? Then go here to read more. I really am a fascinating creature you know!
PS: And once and for all can we clear up the matter of my being a buzzard? I am not a buzzard! They are a completely different class of bird. They are birds of prey and eat their meals alive! What a revolting habit! No, I am not a buzzard by any stretch of the imagination.