I never wanted peafowl because of their blood-curdling calls. I think they're gorgeous birds, though!
A bit over a week ago, a young male peacock just showed up in my yard. He has made himself at home, eats with the flock, runs with the chickens to greet me, almost but not quite taking treats from my hand when I am doing the Daily Hand-Feeding Treat Event.
He talks to me with little trilling chirps. He has barked a couple of times, but no blood-curdling screams yet. He DID alert to the presence of the neighbor's cat skulking along the back fence, but it wasn't a scream.
I, too, am becoming quite fond of the visitor and hope he really has decided this is his new home. (A friend said, "he'd be an idiot not to! I bet somebody dumped him....") I have named him Kevin, after the "snipe" in the animated movie "uP!"