This is Gizmo, my house peacock. He is a 4 months old India blue peafowl that I bought when he was 6 days old, and he has been imprinted to humans (or cats, I’m not sure sometimes).
Right now he eats a game-bird starter chow mixed with regular pellet chicken chow, although “eats” is really a relative term. “Flings it everywhere and then begs for my food” would be more accurate. I don’t mind usually. I give him his own bowl of “human” food daily, and it’s usually a mix of whatever meat I’m eating (I never season or salt it before giving it to him), and bits of vegetable. He really likes egg whites, hash browns, onions, garlic, pickled beets, chicken/turkey, avocado, and melted cheese. I’ve also given him several baby mice, which he will fight me for.
He still sleeps on my chest or legs at night, and spends the time I am home hanging out nearby, preening and “talking” to me. Sometimes he chases the cats, or plays with their toys, and has recently taken to sitting on top of the cat tower. He likes to snuggle, and will ask for attention if I am not giving him enough by scraping at my fingers with his beak, or making certain concerned noises.
He thinks everything is a dust bath. The couch. My leg. Blankets. The hardwood floor. Pillows. The rug. It’s one of my favorite things to watch him plop down and pretend dust bathe.
Anyway, good morning. Have some peacock fun.