Have you ever knew something was wrong but just couldn’t put your finger on what it was?
Well I know what it is now.
See every morning Sam the peacock comes to the house before I leave for work and gets a treat. Now the treat could be a sugar cookie, some bread, or some muffins. But lately I haven’t seen him. Until a couple of days ago.
I found out that we have a murderer on the farm and he killed Sam! It was the oddest thing because whatever it was that took down Sam, it pulled all his feathers out. Just so not cool! 
So I asked at work what kind of an animal could possible kill a peacock? The guys who hunt all the time are figuring it to be a fox. And my task was to see if I could see any paw prints. Now not like I’m Daniel Boone or anything, but with all the rain we’ve had lately it could have been a possibility. But no such luck.
I’m sad that he’s gone and it’s so quiet on the farm without Sam screaming in the morning when I’m late with his treats or when someone drives by the farm. Or honestly just about every time you turn around.
So here is a nice picture of Sam. He’ll be missed!
Sam just checking out what the guys were doing tonight