As I tidied up the shop yesterday I heard very excited chirping coming from outside the window. There must be a gang of birds out there, I thought.
["Where's that gang of birds?"]
["There is no gang. It's just me!"]
["I'm excited. I've got the place to myself!"]
One bird can certainly make a racket when I put out fresh seeds.
Do you get fooled by birds at times?
"where you goin?"
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