Ok this peacock was amusing at first, but now WTF am I supposed to do, seriously? It's still hanging out at our front and back door, staring into my soul, eating our plants.
I think it wants us to feed it? But I have no desire to have a pet peacock.
Yes, the gay boys on the street having a prideful peacock would be just dandy and not cause giggles one bit.
Will call the local vet Monday morning and see what they recommend - "peacock removal" isn't a real profession I guess.
Oh lord it ate on one of hubby’s potted flowers. The battle has begun.
Today I decided to log into Facebook (which I never do) and post in some local Facebook groups to see if I could find out who this bird belongs to.
What did I find out? That there are way too many people raising peacocks out here in the hill country. And they can't tell them apart.
It seems the only way to get rid of them is to wait them out or spray them with water.
Or buy some gravy. It is close to Thanksgiving afterall. (kidding)
