We had left the responsibilities of our pets behind, as we headed off on a carefree couple of weeks, or so we thought. These little cuties had other ideas though. Every morning about half an hour after sunrise they would tweet impatiently on our balcony. They were looking for their breakfast of powdered coffee creamer. We didn’t understand this the first morning, and so as soon as I opened up the balcony one flew in and perched on the kettle. He nipped down and pinched a sachet, dropping it at my feet as a subtle hint.
He soon had me well trained, and would bring me a gift of a small twig, with all but a couple of leaves plucked off it, as a reward. He would place this in front of me, and then wait patiently until I picked it up. He also defended his spot fiercely whenever another boy tried to perch on my balcony. He moved so fast, that it was hard to get a clear shot, and for the first few days he was very wary of the camera whenever I reached for it.