I maintain a small birdfeeder on my front porch. That is, it is a feeder for small birds and many many of them. As it is winter, I consider it my neighborly duty to make sure there is food for them, but the other morning, there was an incident.
Usually, it take about 4 days for them to clean out the feeder. As soon as the last seed is gone, one of them sits on my doormat, inches from the door, and cheeps. Now this cheep is obviously meant for me. Not only is his position suggestive, but the volume he puts into this cheep is far more than you will ever hear when they are conversing among themselves. He obviously finds me to be hard of hearing or dense. Long and loud, he always calls me when I am in the living room. I think he stands guard or something.
I find this highly amusing, so rather than always keeping it full, I usually will wait to refill the container until I am summoned. On Wednesday morning I realized that the feeder had been empty for a few days but I had not yet been called upon for the remedy. Nonetheless, I could here little voices on my front porch. On my way out for work, I investigated.
I keep the feed in a bucket on the front porch. The lid is fairly heavy, yet somehow some bird had managed to move the lid enough to enter the bucket and push about 50% of its content out onto the porch! I guess they grew weary of my little game.
Uhm, cutest EVAR.