Zachary ElliottSpecial to Valley NewsHugo and Alice. That’s what we named the two peacock chicks we purchased for my wife on Mother’s Day. To say she was overjoyed would be an overstatement. She doesn’t like animals all that much, but she did like the thought of these little guys keeping snakes away.In her own way, however, she loved them both, and, for the most part, they seemed to tolerate her.All was fine until one night when I went to check on them and found Hugo all alone. Someone or something decided it liked Alice more than my wife did.“That’s OK,” she said. “At least I still have Hugo!”Be positive, right?For months all was fine. So much so that Hugo would come running to my wife when she called him by name. It’s part of God’s weird se
