Slippery is the word of the day...
On the bright side, the turkeys have speeded up chore-doing by moving themselves in with the chickens. We've given up trying to keep them in their own pen, and accepted the one-less-set-of-waterers-and-feeders-to-fill-in-the-wintertime as a plus.
We were a little worried how the birds would take to each other, given the size and species differences. The turkeys (bless their gentle little hearts) are very happy. But then, turkeys seem to be generally happy with whatever is going on. They stand amongst the chickens saying "You are like us!" (I picture their voices as sounding like the chirpy tones of the average four-year-old. I'm a great anthropomorphizer...) The chickens, meanwhile, don't seem to be unhappy, but they tend to stare up at the turkeys while thinking "You are not like us..."
So far, so good. It's funny seeing them all on the roost at night, little chickens cuddled up to big turkeys, like kids asking for one more bedtime story.