Yeah that reminds me of the peacocks my uncle used to raise. All I ever saw were the full grown males strutting around displaying their feathers and that awful howl they make for a call. One time my cousin and I were squirrel hunting in the woods behind the farm, we killed us a couple of squirrels and two pheasants. We got back up to the house, it was quite a long walk, my uncle comes out on the back porch and says, "You boys get any", " Yes sir" we proudly showed him the two squirrels and two pheasants. He busted out laughingWhere we lived in southern California there were peacocks wandering wild in the adjoining town of Rancho Palos Verdes, where they are protected by law so nobody could harm them. They are incredibly beautiful birds but also incredibly LOUD and messy birds and in most cases, their cries are eerily similar to a woman screaming. Quite unnerving to hear that for the first time until someone tells you it's the peacocks. I would much prefer to have a flock of guineas than peacocks. They are loud also, but not in the same way.


