Quite a few years ago we had a pheasant that visited us on a regular basis. We named him Philip....that sounds about right doesn't it! We always knew it was Philip because Philip had a limp. He was our buddy and was quite a territorial bird. No other pheasant could stake a claim on our property with Philip around. Even WE couldn't pass through a certain place on our property without being escorted OUT!!! But while feeding at our feeders he was a bit more gracious. Yesterday, when I looked out my window I saw what was probably one of Philip's descendants. This beautiful male was staking his claim on what was probably rightfully his! Now what to name him??????
Please excuse the photos...they were taken in a rush through a (not very clean) window!!!