There Goes the Neighborhood

By Eric Guel

For the past week a flock of peafowl has been running wild in my neighborhood — and they’re LOUD. At times they sound like a pride of kittens* meowing their heads off, at other times they sound like a dozen little kids screaming bloody murder.

Here’s a pic. Sorry for the poor quality of this photo; it was shot quickly on my sister’s iPhone. The birds were on the move! They had strolled through our pasture, and were quickly making their way on a westward path like they didn’t have a care in the world. Must be nice.

When my wife and I were on our nightly stroll yesterday evening, one of our neighbors told us the deal: The peafowl belong to a lady up the road who doesn’t care that they’re running loose (that’s country life, by the way). Word on the street is “if they bother you, shoot ’em!” Yikes. I think those birds are actually worth a pretty penny on Craigslist. Might be worth rounding them up, cooping them up, and branching out as a peafowl dealer. Maybe not, I think I have enough on my hands with all of these chickens running around our little homestead.

There’s never a dull moment out in the country!

*Is there such a thing as a pride of kittens? Just sounded good to say.

1 Comment

Silver Acorn Farm

6 years ago

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Haha, my grandfather’s neighbor used to have peacocks that he let roam. After my grandfather politely asked him to keep them off of his property (they roosted on his restored model-A and crapped all over it one day) and the neighbor very rudely shut the door in his face. Grandpa invited the whole family over for a BBQ….we didn’t know until we got there that we were going to eat peafowl that he had caught and dressed out hahahaha. They actually tasted very good.