Bunny's day off: Pheasant

It seems like the Easter bunny was off for the day and this amazing Ring Necked Pheasant filled in for her/him. This is the first time I’ve seen a Pheasant in the garden and he managed to let me take a few pics before bolting off. I saw two bachelor Pheasants hanging out together and I’m hoping that there is a lady friend somewhere in the neighborhood for one of them. The only thing that concerns me is that the Pheasant seems particularly tame and I wonder how long it will take before either or both of them become Fox breakfast….

Interesting Facts (What bird)
* Ring-necked Pheasants are able to stay on a roost for several days without eating if the weather is very bad. Breeding males will keep other males away from a small group of females during the breeding season. This practice is known as "harem-defense polygyny."
* The Ring-necked Pheasant is the state bird of South Dakota.
* A group of pheasants has many collective nouns, including "a bouquet of pheasants", "a brace of pheasants", "a plume of pheasants", "a plump of pheasants", and a "trip of pheasants."


Lynne said...

It's one of the prettiest birds IMHO.

dguzman said...

WOW, what a beautiful bird. I've only ever seen one pheasant, and it was only a quick view of one standing in a fallow field as I drove by. Beautiful photos!

Jochen said...

Yes, it is beautiful, but a birder's nightmare!

Pheasants are particularly common (introduced as well) in SW Germany where I grew up. Quite frequently, you'd silently walk along a hedgerow, e.g. trying to sneak up on a flock of roosting lapwings or hoping to spot the bittern at the water's edge before the bittern spots you, concentrating to make no sound at all, placing every foot carefully on the ground to avoid sticks, barely daring to breathe, when all of a sudden and 5 metres besides you, a flock of 15 pheasants would litterally explode out of the hedge row, with an amazingly loud warning call and those whistling wings, but not all at once, no, one every 2 seconds, so the fireworks would last for nearly a minute until every creature in a radius of about 1 km from you knew exactly where you were and what you were up to.

I tell you, freaking landmines, those pheasants!

Mel said...

I haven't seen one yet, but hopefully soon.
Thanks for the facts about them :)

Owlman said...

Jochen that's a funny story! These pheasants definitely don't seem to like to fly at all. In SA you had to watch out for Puff adders as they would lie along river banks and you'd end up stepping on them. Getting bitten by one of them would make for a terrible birding trip....

Thanks for stopping by Mel.