The photo kind of says it all...
This afternoon, I barbecued chicken legs for Nana and the kids under the watchful eye of the peahen-in-residence.
Seems wrong, doesn't it? Grilling fowl while a bird looks on?
The peahen wouldn't venture any closer while we were all on the patio, but as soon as we went inside to eat she returned to her favorite corner by the slider.
Once there, she watched us dine with interest, cocking her head from side to side.
Does she think she's a person? Nana says maybe the peahen's real owners are gone from home all day and she simply finds us more interesting.
True, hanging out with a peahen is far from boring.
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