I got a pet pukeko! One of the pukeko on the farm decided not to be scared of humans anymore and to live in front of my apartment and I decided to name him Pete. The only problem was that he scared C.’s son J. I spent a whole evening following the pukeko with J. and we fed the bird with bread. J. was very proud not to be scared anymore, but even more important is now that J. likes Pete, N. (who really doesn’t like birds, he actually has a fear of chickens which is pretty funny) won’t be allowed to shoot Pete, yay!
Of course the fact that Pete is trying to build a nest by the apartment means that it is almost certainly a “she” and not a “he”, but the name Pete is just going to stick anyway. It’s sad that I won’t get to see any of the baby pukeko, I’ve seen videos of them on youtube and they are just so cute! I’ve made sure that if Pete has little babies that someone will send me photos.