My neighbor who lives across the street is an avid hunter, goes up to the wilds of Canada every years for a couple of weeks. I have a small pond in the front yard that has become a frog haven. It is filled with Eastern green frogs, and when it is mating time, which is right after the ice melts, they make a huge racket, most of the night. Well, when John first moved into his house, he heard them croaking. And they actually sound like a flock of turkeys. So hs stealthily came out of his house with his turkey call and was trying to find the turkeys. He told me about this quite after the fact. I guess when he found out what they really were, he was embarrassed. But we had a good laugh about it, and he told me that he thought they even answered the call.