Terrorist Peacock

Okay, I’ve heard of leaving an inheritance, but leaving a peacock? That’s definitely a new one. I can imagine the conversation now: “Hey honey, when I die, I want you to have my beloved peacock.” “Uh, thanks, but I’m not sure I’m really a bird person.” And now this poor peacock is left to roam the village. 

It’s probably feeling like the ultimate black sheep. But let’s be real, who wouldn’t be terrified of a rogue peacock? Have you seen those things? They’re like the attack dogs of the bird world. I hope this situation gets resolved soon before the village turns into an Alfred Hitchcock movie.