Yeah, but in monkeybrainish that all translates to “no large predators in sight”.

I often think that while I listento the Robin chirping as I bring him his breakfast. It’s lovely to listen to… but it’s him shouting at the top of his voice: “this area is mine, if you come into this area I will fight you to the death. I’m the boss robin round these parts, and I’ll fuck you up!”

Makes me wonder, whether birds would want to go to an opera, to view dramatic re-enacments by actor birds of brooding season.