After 9/11, we were required to put concrete barricades down our driveway at work, so no one could get up enough speed to ram the gate.
Our plant sits on nearly a 1000 acres and there are a lot of deer and turkey on the land.
For a few years, we had an old gobbler that during the spring would hop up on the concrete barricades and strut back and forth every day during the spring. Every once in a while, another gobbler would hop up on one of the other barricades and the bigger gobbler would get so pissed off that he would immediately go to the other barrier and flog the other gobbler.
The way he strutted back and forth looked like a carnival shooting game.
