Haha I would love to see him display too. He is a very strange peacock. He lets Smarty pick on him and chase him around even though the general rule for peafowl is the older males are dominant over the younger males. I guess Frosty didn't get the memo. At least he preens. I was worried when he was a peachick that him and his dirty sisters would never be clean birds.
Great story and beautiful photos to go with it.Today I bring you a story. This is the story of three peacocks vying for the attention of a beautiful Damsel.
One is but a young peacock, hardly two, but do not let that fool you for he thinks he is 22. The second is Frosty who is not very lively. The third in all his magnificence is the eldest, Alto, who is anything but mellow.
Frosty is occupied with preening his white train, with which he never displays.
But all too soon Frosty listed off to sleep.
Smarty stared as Frosty was there. He didn't dare move a hare until he could bet that Frosty wasn't a threat.
The fair Damsel appeared and they switched gears to woo her with their wit and charming good looks.
Round and round they went looking for a returning glance from Damsel's lovely gaze which put them in a daze.
"Hey Dad" Smarty said, "I look just as good as you do!" But we all know that is not true. Sorry boy but you are not as old as you assume for you hardly have any long plumes.
Smarty was not swayed by his father's big train. He made a chase for Damsel who quickly drove him away for not only was he young, but he was her son!
Damsel looked at Alto and she could se no faults and she found favor in his behavior.
All the boys were sad because the prettiest peahen was now taken. Well, except for Peep who still likes my feet...
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These were photos from today. Smarty thinks he is a mature peacock. He calls the most, he displays and tries to mate, and he chases Frosty around. I could tell Alto really likes Damsel because he displays harder for her than for the other girls. You can tell he really likes her. I would have liked Frosty to mate with Damsel, but he never displays and in a pen full of colorful peacocks I doubt a peahen would pick the white one. here are some extra photos:
I forgot to use this one in the story.
The aviary
My pretty girl Shyanne.
Today I bring you a story. This is the story of three peacocks vying for the attention of a beautiful Damsel.
One is but a young peacock, hardly two, but do not let that fool you for he thinks he is 22. The second is Frosty who is not very lively. The third in all his magnificence is the eldest, Alto, who is anything but mellow.
Frosty is occupied with preening his white train, with which he never displays.
But all too soon Frosty listed off to sleep.
Smarty stared as Frosty was there. He didn't dare move a hare until he could bet that Frosty wasn't a threat.
The fair Damsel appeared and they switched gears to woo her with their wit and charming good looks.
Round and round they went looking for a returning glance from Damsel's lovely gaze which put them in a daze.
"Hey Dad" Smarty said, "I look just as good as you do!" But we all know that is not true. Sorry boy but you are not as old as you assume for you hardly have any long plumes.
Smarty was not swayed by his father's big train. He made a chase for Damsel who quickly drove him away for not only was he young, but he was her son!
Damsel looked at Alto and she could se no faults and she found favor in his behavior.
All the boys were sad because the prettiest peahen was now taken. Well, except for Peep who still likes my feet...
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These were photos from today. Smarty thinks he is a mature peacock. He calls the most, he displays and tries to mate, and he chases Frosty around. I could tell Alto really likes Damsel because he displays harder for her than for the other girls. You can tell he really likes her. I would have liked Frosty to mate with Damsel, but he never displays and in a pen full of colorful peacocks I doubt a peahen would pick the white one. here are some extra photos:
I forgot to use this one in the story.
The aviary
My pretty girl Shyanne.
This was one of my favorite photos.
As you can see, I am trying to capture the beauty of the so called "drab" colors of peafowl.
