Turkey Proudfoot in "A Strange Gobble"

"Gobble, gobble, gobble, gobble!" Turkey Proudfoot stood in the farmyard and craned his neck in every direction. That sound certainly was close at hand. Yet there wasn't a turkey cock anywhere in sight, either on the ground or in the trees. Just for a moment Turkey Proudfoot was worried. "That wasn't my gobble, was it?" he asked the rooster.
"If I gobbled, I didn't know it."
"No! You didn't gobble," said the rooster, "though I must say that gobbling sounded a good deal like yours."