Ol' blue eyes

Like the original Ol’ Blue Eyes, I’m afraid this chap is no longer of this world. Moving things around today, I found him trapped, wings almost folded, and very dead. We do our best to stop these creatures from coming in at night, but they’re adept at finding a gap in the screen or an unprotected window.
 
It seems we’ve no sooner arrived, than we’re packing to go down again. HH forgot his external hard drive, with essential documents on it, and anyway, we need to be back for his physio tomorrow and to keep an eye on the workmen – that’s if the floor tiles finally arrive