I know this is off topic but I can't resist the tale. I've had all sorts of birds from everyday chickens to raising the exotics (macaws, etc.) I had a trio of peafowl but the hens wouldn't set their own eggs. I put some in an incubator and hatched out a dozen babies. They followed me like puppies. They looked a lot like turkeys with funny little crowns until they started getting more adult plumage. They discovered the cat door into the house early one morning, we were still asleep. We had an old wrought iron bedstead and i was dreaming I'd died and beautifully colored buzzards were perched all around me. When I woke up, the peachicks were lined up at the foot of the bed, staring intently at me, willing me to wake up and feed them. I sold them here and there, a man down the road bought several but he said those were the meanest birds he had ever owned. Maybe he just didn't have a peafowl disposition because they were funny, gentle birds around here.
When the young hens first discover their cry, it WILL raise the hair right off the back of your neck!
