I had to get this bird out of the way of my cat, Mister, earlier. He was chasing him around the kitchen. I heard a load of tweeting from the birds outside. I think this one was a baby because he still have fluff as well as proper feathers. He wouldn’t let go of my hand until he’d got over the shock of being caught by the cat. He decided to thank me by taking a poop down me before flying off outside to join the others before it got dark.