Fast forward to April 2017 (I think-- give or take a month or two...), and they have figured out how to get out of their home. We would sit and watch them come out in the evening, wander around the yard, then go back in. They did this for a few days in a row before really venturing off to the trees. They decided to settle down in one of our windbreaks. Perfect! I moved their water and feed dishes out there for them. In the mornings and evenings they'd come out and wander around. (They could have done this during the day as well, but I had to be an adult and go to work instead of sitting at home watching my peafowl. Lame, I know.) I was pretty pumped, this is what I had been working for! Free rangers that stay home!
I pulled in from work one day to Josie in the driveway. I sent a SnapChat to a few folks joking that it would be a miracle if the Peabodys are still alive. I lock her in the garage and go start looking for them. I find Floyd in the yard with his feet in the air. DJ then got a phone call telling him to tell his family (Josie's owners) to come take care of my dead peacock. I continued looking for Bonnie, but couldn't find her. I assumed she flew away. DJ would later find her in the trees. The next morning she was back in the old garage.
I started looking for a peacock so she wouldn't be lonely. After a little searching, I located one that was close by and free. DJ and I went and picked him up and brought him home to meet Bonnie.
About a week or two in, Floyd Jr Jr escaped. Bonnie called him back and the next morning he was trying to figure out how to get back in. I let him in and things were fine.
Until they weren't.
They both escaped a few days later and were hanging out in the windbreak. They hung out for a few days. Perfect, that didn't take long. And then they disappeared.
I got a call while I was at volleyball one night that the neighbors had caught Floyd Jr Jr. No sign of Bonnie. I went over and picked him up (it was actually him, not an emu this time) when I got back and locked him into the garage. I kept the garage locked up tight for quite awhile. DJ convinced me that wasn't any way to live, so I decided to open the door up. It didn't take long for him to get out. He would torment the dogs by strutting around on the deck while they were locked inside. He was around for a few days before skating. He was at Aunt Lynn's for a few days, but we haven't seen him for awhile now.
I guess I'm taking this time to get out of the peafowl business. For now. Until I get a better cage set up so they have a safe haven.