My landlord’s peacock has taken to visiting my garden every evening. It’s rather disconcerting, knowing that someone is watching you, looking up and seeing a pair of beady eyes staring in at you through your window. Of course, he (and I do mean the peacock, by the way, not my landlord) isn’t really staring at me but his own reflection. And of course, he turns up at the same time every day as that’s when his “friend” is there.
*sigh*
Percy the Peacock (7 April 2011)
Of course, the problem with having drilled it into your dog that she is Not Allowed to chase said peacock, is that he gets the run of my garden and she doesn’t so much as blink.
This evening, however, whether by accident or design, he managed to get up on the roof.
There’s not much more you can say about that, really, is there?
I just wish I could drill it into my dog not to chase fox scents! I’m left standing on the lane, blowing on the dog whistle in vain, until he decides to return. Doh, but he is a good boy… usually.
My grandma once had a similar situation, but the peacock was standing on a flat roof outside her bathroom window, so she got stared at when she was in the bath!
Rabbits are Jack’s great tempation!!