The Pheasant (which we call Pol Pot after an Asian tyrant, don't ask why) is an old friend, he is smaller than the others and more familiar with people. During the day you can hear him yelling outside, hobbing around. If you go on the porch, he comes closer to see if you have anything to eat, maybe you could throw some for him too?
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