Poor Wally. There is also the problem of no available females. Don't even get me started on that. We are not amused at the idea of having more peafowl chicks and are determined to prevent Mrs. Dandy from hatching out any this year. It took us forever to get rid of....uh, I mean, find loving homes for the last batch. In fact, while loitering in the lighting department at Lowe's just the other day (picking out a lights for the studio), I ran into a friend who adopted a pair of the chicks from last summer. The first thing he said to me was that I had under-estimated exactly how many reminders they would be leaving on his porch every day. At least he's still speaking to us.
Sunday, April 18, 2010
Looking for love....
I'm dating myself here, but remember that song from the movie "Urban Cowboy"? The lyrics went something like....."I was looking for love in all the wrong places". Those words keep repeating in my brain every time I see Wally spreading his meager tail feathers (he can't help it-peacocks don't get the full compliment of showy tail feathers until they are three years old). He walks around all day showing off to the chickens. They are not impressed. Dear old dad (Mr. Dandy) can really put on a show right now and that's bound to be hard on a young guy's ego.
Poor Wally. There is also the problem of no available females. Don't even get me started on that. We are not amused at the idea of having more peafowl chicks and are determined to prevent Mrs. Dandy from hatching out any this year. It took us forever to get rid of....uh, I mean, find loving homes for the last batch. In fact, while loitering in the lighting department at Lowe's just the other day (picking out a lights for the studio), I ran into a friend who adopted a pair of the chicks from last summer. The first thing he said to me was that I had under-estimated exactly how many reminders they would be leaving on his porch every day. At least he's still speaking to us.
Poor Wally. There is also the problem of no available females. Don't even get me started on that. We are not amused at the idea of having more peafowl chicks and are determined to prevent Mrs. Dandy from hatching out any this year. It took us forever to get rid of....uh, I mean, find loving homes for the last batch. In fact, while loitering in the lighting department at Lowe's just the other day (picking out a lights for the studio), I ran into a friend who adopted a pair of the chicks from last summer. The first thing he said to me was that I had under-estimated exactly how many reminders they would be leaving on his porch every day. At least he's still speaking to us.
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LOL... I use to think I wanted Peafowl until I stayed a few nights w/ a friend who had about 15 of them. Not one wink of sleep did I have the entire stay! They are absolutely beautiful creatures though!
ReplyDeletePoor Wally. Strutting his stuff for the chicks who don't care. Same thing is happening in high schools everywhere.
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Poor Wally, LOL. I used to live across the street from a peacock farm. I love them other than when they sound like a screaming child. That used to freak me out.
ReplyDeleteOne time we came home to all the peacocks having a party on our patio. I thought it was the coolest thing ever. I wouldn't want to clean up after them every day though.
Wow that Mr. Dandy does have quite the display of feathers. Poor Wally has some work to do to catch up with his father. Too bad the chickens can't appreciate him.
ReplyDeleteWell I sure didn't know that peafowl were hard to give away! Seems I had heard they were quite expensive to buy?
ReplyDeleteOk, the song is in my head now ..
Well, Tonya-How would YOU like to have some pea-chicks, if I fail in my efforts to not have babies this year? (they are expensive to buy-go figure)
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