A few days ago, we visited a beautiful campus which is one of our favorite spots; there are many magnificent peacocks roaming wild across the lawns, and as this is chick season, we were able to see adorable little peas trailing after their mothers.
At twilight, just as the peacocks were flying up trees to roost, this little one fell off and was nearly eaten by a stray cat at once. We saved it and, as it was in shock, decided to bring it home.
We have never raised peafowl before, but we were prepared for a flighty bird; Little Pea, however, wasn’t eating and looked distressed. We thought a companion might help; we had some chicks which could possibly do, but they were considerably smaller than Pea, so we had our misgivings. Still, we decided to give it a try, and almost as soon as we introduced two chicks to its cage, Little Pea became more relaxed and started eating. I’m gradually winning him over by feeding him treats, such as hard-boiled eggs and grapes, out of my hand.
Little Pea is very quiet around us, but vocalizes around his little companions. It sounds like a soft whistle.
Oh, and we have no idea whether this is a boy or a girl. If anyone can tell from the picture, please drop me a line!
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Domestic Felicity 
Well done Hanbah. The novel looks great. Best
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Thank you!
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I didn’t realize peafowl were so drag as youngsters. It really makes sense, as it would make them harder for predators to see – unless they fall out of the tree.
you really are my kind of people! The Squire said if I saw a giraffe, I’d bring it home and put a bow around its neck! I want to make a pet out of every stray I find.
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Yes, it’s really incredible how these grey little chicks grow into such magnificent birds! The peafowl roaming in that park were Indian Blue; I love the deep blue color of the male’s breast.
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My grandmother had peafowls. Their call will put a rooster to shame. Many mornings I put my head under my pillow avoid it. š But the feathers were lovely.
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Yes, the call is something!! But hopefully our neighbors are far enough not to be bothered by it.
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