My wife's grandfather raised peacocks, always penned, solid roof, would let one male out at a time once in a great while. Keep the count down to 4 - 8 females at most. If I remember correctly the feed and meds required were pricey. Would sell the eggs for $50 / each to other farmers that wanted to start their own. Feathers got sold to crafters, especially the neck feathers, very iridescent greens and blues.
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I always wanted peacocks, for no other reason then to turn them loose and let them piss off the city kids that keep moving in around me!
Now I know what that big boom was. That frying pan to your head.Most females do
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I have clients needing bars going right through their head sometimes too, but I try to refrain. Oh wait, that's not what we're talking about?
Our local station continues to provide comic relief. I have a grandson with autism, and that in itself is not funny. No worries, the 8YO didn't get married.
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8-year-old with autism elopes from Carter and MacRae Elementary for 2nd time this year
A Lancaster mother is pushing for change after her daughter with autism got out of school unnoticed for a second time last week.
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A farmer had 5 female pigs. Times were hard, so he decided to take them to the county fair and sell them.
At the fair, he met another farmer who owned 5 male pigs. After talking a bit, they decided to mate the pigs and split everything 50/50. The farmers lived 60 miles apart, so they decided to drive 30 miles each morning and find a field in which to let the pigs mate.
The first morning, the farmer with the female pigs got up at 5 a.m., loaded the pigs into the family station wagon (the only vehicle he had) and drove the 30 miles. While the pigs were in the field mating, he asked the other farmer, "How will I know if they are pregnant?" The other farmer replied, "If they're lying in the grass tomorrow morning, they'll be pregnant. If they're lying in the mud, they're not."
The next morning the pigs were rolling in the mud. So he hosed them off, loaded them into the family station wagon again and proceeded to try again. This continued each morning for more than a week and the farmers were worn out.
The next morning, one was too tired to even get out of bed. So he called out to his wife, "Honey, please look outside and tell me whether the pigs are in the mud or in the grass." "Neither," yelled his wife, "They're in the station wagon. And one of them is honking the horn."
At the fair, he met another farmer who owned 5 male pigs. After talking a bit, they decided to mate the pigs and split everything 50/50. The farmers lived 60 miles apart, so they decided to drive 30 miles each morning and find a field in which to let the pigs mate.
The first morning, the farmer with the female pigs got up at 5 a.m., loaded the pigs into the family station wagon (the only vehicle he had) and drove the 30 miles. While the pigs were in the field mating, he asked the other farmer, "How will I know if they are pregnant?" The other farmer replied, "If they're lying in the grass tomorrow morning, they'll be pregnant. If they're lying in the mud, they're not."
The next morning the pigs were rolling in the mud. So he hosed them off, loaded them into the family station wagon again and proceeded to try again. This continued each morning for more than a week and the farmers were worn out.
The next morning, one was too tired to even get out of bed. So he called out to his wife, "Honey, please look outside and tell me whether the pigs are in the mud or in the grass." "Neither," yelled his wife, "They're in the station wagon. And one of them is honking the horn."