Feminist vs Peacocks
Half of the peacocks I have called as such are not. With this message I want to apologize to all female peafowls .
The collective term is peafowls.
The show off dudes are peacocks.
The caring and motherly females are peahens.
The babies are peachicks.
Here is the juicy part.
The peacocks keep a harem of 2-5 peahens.
A bunch of peacocks is called a party. (No doubt)
As you see, the humble peahen has a hard enough time without being completely ignored by us and called a dude.
You want to see whole bunch of them roaming freely, and very loudly, around? Go to Lokrum Island, just off Dubrovnik.
! Funnily enough I dont have any nice photographs of peahens, because they may be good mothers, but photogenic they are not. Sorry, sisters in plight, in exchange I will show a male butt.
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