So, last year I hatched a couple of peas from silver pied parents... hoping very hard for a silver pied kid... but alas, I ended up with two dark pieds that became the loves of my lives, especially Osiris. At the end of last year I also happened upon an opal chick that was about their same age and I couldn't resist (ok, I couldn't resist rescuing the 2 blackshoulder chicks for $10 from the lady who had them sitting in a tupperware in 40 degree weather with no heat source at the swap either, but at least I was able to get them a new home with our NPIP tester).
So here are my kids from last year:
Osiris, my baby girl, being a pig.
Blu, my baby boy being sexy... The face in the corner is his (hopefully) girlfriend, one of the new ones.
And Octavian, being his usual stupid self. Someone put feathers where this bird's brain used to be, I swear.
This year the first swap I attended I found a pied hen with markings I ADORE. Blu loves her a lot, follows her all over the pen- it's hard to get a picture of her without him or him without her.
(ok, so I love her a lot too and I probably spent too much on her but I just don't care... not even a little. I'm in love too.)
Then I found a guy who told me he wasn't allowed to bring home any of the birds he brought to the swap, per orders of the wife. So he sold us his 2 year old pair of India Blues really cheap. I was slightly confused about the boy, because the barring on his wings at the edges turns into black scales like a blackshoulder... but I'm pretty certain blackshoulders don't ever get the barring all over their wings. Either way, I'm happy with him and his girl.
So there's my six!
Now the most specialest thing about any of these guys is my baby, Osiris. She is, by far, my favorite of the bunch and I will freely admit the bias is because I hatched her myself and I doted on her as hard as I could. I've heard a lot of people say that you can't raise a peacock to be tame. It's just not true. You CAN, and I know you can because Osiris is living proof. You may not be able to afford the time it takes, or the persistence, or the inclusion in every day life when they're little... but here's Osiris and me hanging out in the coop. The video's a couple minutes long, and I can almost guarantee you'll be surprised to see a pea being so calm.
EDIT: Adding another video of me scrubbing under her wings. She thinks I am hiding treats from her, so she is grabbing at my hands *eyeroll*
So here are my kids from last year:
Osiris, my baby girl, being a pig.
Blu, my baby boy being sexy... The face in the corner is his (hopefully) girlfriend, one of the new ones.
And Octavian, being his usual stupid self. Someone put feathers where this bird's brain used to be, I swear.
This year the first swap I attended I found a pied hen with markings I ADORE. Blu loves her a lot, follows her all over the pen- it's hard to get a picture of her without him or him without her.
(ok, so I love her a lot too and I probably spent too much on her but I just don't care... not even a little. I'm in love too.)
Then I found a guy who told me he wasn't allowed to bring home any of the birds he brought to the swap, per orders of the wife. So he sold us his 2 year old pair of India Blues really cheap. I was slightly confused about the boy, because the barring on his wings at the edges turns into black scales like a blackshoulder... but I'm pretty certain blackshoulders don't ever get the barring all over their wings. Either way, I'm happy with him and his girl.
So there's my six!
Now the most specialest thing about any of these guys is my baby, Osiris. She is, by far, my favorite of the bunch and I will freely admit the bias is because I hatched her myself and I doted on her as hard as I could. I've heard a lot of people say that you can't raise a peacock to be tame. It's just not true. You CAN, and I know you can because Osiris is living proof. You may not be able to afford the time it takes, or the persistence, or the inclusion in every day life when they're little... but here's Osiris and me hanging out in the coop. The video's a couple minutes long, and I can almost guarantee you'll be surprised to see a pea being so calm.
EDIT: Adding another video of me scrubbing under her wings. She thinks I am hiding treats from her, so she is grabbing at my hands *eyeroll*
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