I awoke from a session of resting my eyes the other afternoon with quite a start. Somebody had let out a fierce scream, and before I could get myself free of the recliner to go investigate, a second scream ripped through the air. I stumbled out the front door just in time to see our new mail carrier, Raquel Rainwater, putting off down the lane as she made her deliveries.
I adjusted my spectacles and bent over to see just what the devil was making all of that danged commotion. There, cramped securely into a tight wire cage was not one, but two peacocks. More accurately, a peacock and a peahen. – and they looked like they were about ready to fight their way out of the cage. (I’d heard tell of cage fighting, but somehow I didn’t think that this was what it was all about!)