I said on Wednesday that Rabbie had taken to eating the spaffinch seed when he thought nobody was watching, but instantly scarpered when anybody showed up.
So I left the blind open overnight, crept in this morning, and caught this at a very oblique angle from behind the fridge. I cropped out the top of the toaster too, and the fruit bowl. The light's odd because of the angle and the double glazing. But one step forward and he was gone.
Contemplating what the cry of a pheasant should be called. An eruption, I think.