In yet another “You Can’t Make This Shit Up” moment, my son was attacked by a peacock this weekend.  We were at a very nice, local farm, which we have visited many times without incident.  They offer U-pick, feed the animals (at your own risk) and often have children’s activities on the weekends, hence why we liked going there so much.  I went with some friends and their kids and our intentions were to feed the animals (most animals are behind a fence, but the peacocks roam free), have lunch and then U-pick.  Needless to say, we never made it to the U-pick.  CheezWaster was about 2 feet away from the peacocks, not making any noise or touching it, when it decided to go berserk.  It happened so fast, I don’t know what agitated it.  The peacock managed to stab it’s claw clear through my son’s lip and scratch his gum line.  He also has scratches on his cheek, his eyelid (boy was that close!) and his scalp.  My friends’ son was also scratched by the peacock on his neck and ear earlier in the day when he just ran past the peacock and it decided to flipout.  Thankfully, his wounds were only surface wounds.  CheezWaster had to have his double layer stitches done by a plastic surgeon because they broke the lip line and may have to have touch-ups in the future.  He seems in good spirits today, but he is definitely not happy about his meds (antibiotics b/c no one at the hospital knew anything about the potential diseases a peacock could carry) or the cream we need to apply to his wounds.  So, tomorrow, I get to spend some time calling vets and getting the Fishing and Game Commission to send someone over to take a look at the peacock.  Oh the fun!

If you’ve got Prayers to Spare – my son could use a few right now!!! Thanks and God Bless!