Everyone got along and the chickens had the turkey food. Seriously, the chickens loved having access to the turkey's high protein feed. They weren't shy about it either. Now, as soon as the chickens are let out, they make a beeline to the turkey coop and barge on in.
Saturday night, when my son went to go tuck the big girls in, he couldn't find the turkeys. Mild panic happened, until we realized that the turkeys followed the chickens into the big coop for the night. This was surprising to me. I thought it would be a while before the turkeys felt really comfortable with the chickens.
The next day, after letting everyone out, everyone started working through the pecking order again. One of the wynadotte's tried to start a fight with one of the turkeys, and it earned her a turkey wing slap down. Wow, is about all I can say. I heard that wing come down with a crack. The wynadotte was still holding her ground, but the turkey earned her respect.
Now everyone is coexisting peacefully. The turkeys are still following the ladies back into the coop for the night. Most every morning we carry the turkeys back to their own coop, so they have access to their food and waterers with deeper troughs on them.
However, last night we corralled the turkeys into their coop for the night and they started crying. After I made sure they had enough to eat for the night, I opened their coop and let them back out. The stared up at me like, "What now?" I said "Go to the big big coop" and walked away. They followed me, walking like gangly puppies, over to the big coop, up the stairs, and into the big coop. They were happy as could be and settled in for the night. Silly birds! You could almost hear the "Oh boy! Oh boy!"