Peacocks in my yard
It’s a been a slow news day, but a tiny little adventure came to us at the start of the evening. As I was getting supper together, my kids started yelling, “There’s a peacock outside our window! There’s a peacock outside our window! There’s a peacock outside our window!”
The Spousal Unit and I looked at each other, shook our heads, Naaah… and went into their room. I noticed that someone had newly decorated the windows with dark blue crayon and immediately started asking about that, as Hubby told them, “Those are people, sillies, not peacocks. Now it’s time to wash up for… oh! Look straight down! There’s a peacock outside their window!”
The zoo is in our neighborhood, so I assumed it came from there. I called to see if someone would get it, but no go. I looked up Animal Control, but couldn’t find the number. So I finally settled on the police department. A very bored man told me that it happens all the time, and the birds always return home eventually. We should just leave it alone. A crowd was gathering outside our apartment. It finally flew up on top of the carport to escape all the humans. 
I hope everyone else is having a wonderful week.
Awesome!
I went to Gresham Middle School which was right across the street from a guy who raised peacocks. They used to get out all of the time and end up over to the school. If I was feeling particularly wicked I would chase them into the school buildings.