We woke up Thursday morning to a friend on the front porch greeting us. Seems that in the last storm he became frightened and flew away from the neighbor's house several miles away.
Since we had a yard full of chickens, turkeys and such we seemed like pretty hospitable folk so he just thought it looked like a good place to hang out.
O Wise One has shut him up and called the young man that owns him to let him know that he is safe and really needs to return to his own flock.
As for me I'll be washing peacock poo off the porch railings : )
Blessings from The Holler
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