A friend's 10 year old son was playing in his suburban back yard when a Turkey and her offspring came strolling though.  The birds scattered and he tried to "help" the babies get closer to their mother. 

The turkey jumped on the kid's back and started pecking him in the head and neck.  His father grabbed the first thing he could, a baseball bat, and defended his child.  The turkey wound up hobbling around lame, and fearing a lame turkey wandering the neighborhood would draw even more attention, he finished the job with a shot to the head.

The kid is traumatized, the family fears a knock on the door from the authorities, and the wee turkeys are hawk food.

There are more turkeys in the area than when the Pilgrims landed.  Because neighborhoods actually create ideal turkey habitat.  The combination of yards and trees simulate young-forest habitat that occurs naturally, but only after forest fires.

Where the folks live, you can't hunt the turkeys, coyotes or deer because you can't shoot a gun or release an arrow within 500 feet of a road or occupied building.  There isn't any land outside the 500 foot of a road zone.