I went to work early on Tuesday, leaving before the rest of the family woke up. Karen texted me later, saying that some god awful noise coming from the neighbor's house made the dogs go crazy and woke up. As it turns out, our neighbor had two new peacocks.
Fast forward to Saturday. Said neighbor threw a party for his grand kids. Their parties are always well-attended because they have awesome food and a jump house. As we walked over to the party, we were met by the peacocks, which fleeing the party in the direction of our house. When I inquired about the peacocks, he said he thought one of his friends dumped them off at his house during the middle of the night because they were too loud for him to keep.
After dinner, I noticed one of the peacocks was on top of the shop while the other was on the horse trailer. Assuming that they were looking for a place to roost, I decided to chase them back over to the neighbor's house. When I flushed the hen from the horse trailer, she flew off, circled the shop, and landed near the top of our tallest tree. The male quickly followed suit.
Not to be outdone, I grabbed a bunch of tennis balls and headed for the tree. I made dozens of throws while the dogs retrieved the balls for me. After I beaned the male for a third time, they both moved to the safety of the middle of the tree. Checkmate.
This morning the peacocks were grazing happily alongside our chickens.Something tells me they will live the life of Enchilada, who is still living happily at the Bean house.
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