More Dancing with a Peacock Prancing
It's Saturday Night Live around here every day. We have chickens tap dancing across the lawn, roosters who think they're Irish, goat kids who try Russian folk dances around the fields, and occasionally I do a little break dance (aka falling on my... behind).
Today we feature the Romeo of the Roost, our handsome Prince of Peafowl, Sir Peacock of Prance, waltzing around the aviary.
During the day he periodically prances about, trying to entice one of his harem with his lovely fan of feathers. He sashays around the aviary, looking for love. Finally, he tires and has to let his feathers fall.
This frenetic activity will continue for some time yet, as he dances his courtship during the day, and gives raucous cries at night, telling the world he's looking for love.
It's Desperate Housewives meets Dancing With the Stars.
Labels: peafowl
posted by Rural Writer @ 4:24 PM
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2 Comments:
Wonderful post! I just love peacocks. Yours is such a handsome boy, though the girls don't seem particularly impressed.
Have you ever had any hatched out from your pea hens? I would love to see a little family of peacocks waddling around.
Do peacocks need special housing? I've often dreamed of getting one or two on our ranch, but worried about how much space they require and how noisy they might be.
Thanks for the fun blog post.
Yes, we have occasionally hatched some out. They look like little T-Rexs when they first hatch.
If you have lots of space and don't think the neighbors would mind, you could get by with letting peafowl run loose... but we have neighbors too close who I don't think would appreciate a peacock sitting on their roof screeching like someone being killed.
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