Flossie

Our beautiful silver cock pheasant has a little harem: always at least 3 hens, sometimes 4, occasionally 5. They hang out under the bird feeders.  When MrHCB goes out to top up the bird seed, the pheasants sneak away into the undergrowth, except the smallest hen who runs towards him with big hopeful eyes.  I guess she is bullied a bit and doesn't get her "fair" share of the seeds.  Needless to say, she is rewarded with an extra handful of seeds.  We have nick-named her Flossie and it's funny to watch her follow MrHCB round the garden as if he were the Pied Piper :-)