We parked by the tank late this afternoon and waited. We didn't have to wait long until a small herd of deer came into the field. They sensed there was a big white monster across the tank but it was still and quiet and they were thirsty. They pranced around until it was almost dark then they came to the water to drink. We stayed put until they had their fill so as not to scare them. We've been going out the last three afternoons to see what we could see. Day before yesterday we drove toward Tilden, Texas and saw a small flock of wild turkeys clipping along beside a fence. They were fairly tame so they must come to that area every afternoon. Probably to drink near the farm house that is there. We passed them as they were intent on wherever they were going to roost. We saw one deer that day and it wasn't too afraid either. It crossed in front of us and when we got to it, it decided to turn and go back in the direction it came from. Yesterday we went to the cemetary at Charlotte, Texas, John's hometown. John pointed out the tombstone of one of his teachers, one of the man who taught him to play checkers when he was a kid, the sheriff who was shot and killed, and others. It was still so hot I had to sit on a tombstone to rest. I don't think they would mind. I made sure it was sturdy enough to hold me. Today we fed the turtles first then went to the back forty just to see what we could see. No wild life but we saw three beautiful longhorns on the next property and they were begging and tame. They had some beautiful horns but I didn't have my camera with me.