We had a pair of peacocks when we lived off the grid in the foothills of the Rockies. They hatched one baby and both watched him. One morning we were woken with Mrs. P on the roof calling, and Mr. P in the driveway calling. About 15 minutes later, baby P came strolling back from his "walk". Mr. P would strut in front of the quonset hut while we were watching out the dining room window. I've heard them here in our AZ neighborhood and miss them. Will have to go visit.