Fezzie turned up in our garden again yesterday - lord knows what he was doing. Trying to bury himself in our mulch or have a dry mud bath. Not sure! He was there for ages though and gave me plenty of time to get the camera out and catch a few snaps of him for a special appearance in black and white on Flash of Red February! Little did he know. ;-)
He's so handsome! Probably just taking a dust bath. I grew up eating pheasant every season. Now I wish my dad had just let them be. They're so beautiful.