Yes, they WILL stop yelling:
During feed time
During a Drink
During a heavy, heavy sleep
During a free range find out
During nesting
and finally During death
The ladies NEVER seem to shut up, they are yacking continuously, while the males go ballistic over anything that startles them.
It is the nature of the animal. Here is a poem from the noted author:
The Sixth Day Bird
The Creator, creating the beasts of the field,
In a moment of whimsy could not help but yield
To an urge, and what could be fitter?
"I'll make Me one final whimsical critter!"
He began with the torso, spheroidal, prolate,
With legs short and stubby and toes six or eight.
The head wears a helmet with a strawberry top
And down-dangling wattles either straight or a lop.
Most birds are melodious, with a tune for each
He endowed this one with a god-awful screech.
They seldom walk--'tis a run or a trot,
Snatching bugs left and right, one for each polka-dot.
Their mentality make(sic) them insatiably curious.
They greet things strange with clamor furious
He made 'em gregarious to run in a flock
Then, wearily spent, He looked at his clock.
The Sixth Day ebbed into night when He
Grinned as He rested and called it a GUINEA!
Chet Lowe '02
Copyright
2004