This morning, The Beast got very excited. Normally he sits on the mouse mat demanding attention, or sits on my making sure I can’t refuse. During the course of this, he was distracted:
The cause was easy to guess. One of the local sparrows had come for a visit.
The Beast reacted by looking very interested and squeaking a bit. After a few minutes, he got bored and sat down.
The Beast is sensible enough to know that leaping through the doors isn’t a good idea, and the birds know this too. So much so I think some of the tits hop onto the balcony just to laugh at him.