Fine Feathered Friend

As long as we have lived in our house, we have had a pheasant or two live in our back yard. I'm sure it's because it looks like a natural habitat for it... weeds and dirt. Someday I would like to know what it would feel like to walk barefoot in cool, green grass. Well in our case, patches of grass, because nothing grows out here. Well anyway, sometimes our feathered friend will come close to the window and watch Steve playing on the computer. We consider him our pet.