And the cat, the dog and the peacocks, although the peacocks not so much. One of them likes Mr. Sg and accompanies him on his rounds. I ran after the peahens one day w/arms out yelling "Huggie Huggie! Kissy Kissy!" and they flew up on the carport roof. (Listened to the obtuse angel that time.)
The lady in front of me in the line at Petsmart on Saturday told me a black snake had eaten her peacock chicks. She was furious ... apparently they’re very expensive.