Meep

Under the house for some time, have been a few hen pheasants with their mate.
At first, the noise he makes (an often non-stop screeching squawk, particularly at 4am), followed by mental wing flapping had me thinking about running him over at times; but we all get on now and the girls often run up the drive when I get home, to see if I have any extra food, other than what the birds throw out of the feeder.
Then at 6am this morning, whilst watching one of the girls make her way out of the undergrowth, out followed 5 tiny little chicks.