An oh so pheasant feeling

This lovely creature, a pheasant of some sort (is there more than one kind of pheasant? I have no idea), came a callin' in the neighborhood last year. I named him Freddie. Freddie the Pheasant.

This was taken in Stayton, on the fence lining my backyard. The little fella (and here I'm assuming as to gender) was kind enough to pose for some pictures before he tootled on his merry way.

I haven't seen him since, but I like to think he has pleasant pheasant memories of our encounter.