Farewell Mr Peacock

As I have mentioned we have had more rain so far than expected, while it is definitely hoped for, sometimes too much of a good thing can have its drawbacks.  In this case, it was certainly so for our adult peacock who ruled the roost here at Larkwood...strutting up and down wherever he felt like, chasing the chickens and forever preening in front of his peahen.  It has been a delight over the years to see him with his long tail of feathers, fanning it out and posing for anyone who wanted to give him the time of day.  Sadly, with his rain soaked attire he met his match in our dog/s recently when he was too heavy to be able to pick himself up and fly away from their grasp...  I didn't see it happen and I didn't hear anything either, but I walked outside in the late sun drenched afternoon to find tail feathers all over.  On inspection I found the scene of the crime and a rather large body the size of a turkey, left alone but surely only for a while.  As Johan said, where man's caring and nurturing suffices, nature eventually takes over.  We will miss his presence and remember his antics fondly.