Smartass. I meant more that you have to be more mindful about how you hold yourself. They're not dogs or cats. They're small and fragile and they know it better than anyone.
[Is he smiling because of the birds, or because of Connor's sass? Both, probably. Why not both. Sass is how his friends communicate with each other. Feels like home.] Guess I feel that way too sometimes, so I know automatically how to not spook them. That's all. Give them another five minutes and they'll start landing in closer, bit by bit, until they see you're not a trap ready to spring.
Or...Hang on. [Moving very, very slowly, he reaches back into the seed bag to grab a fistful, only to gently sprinkle a line of seed on Connor's shoulder.] There. Not too near a limb, far enough from your mouth that they can escape. I give it 60 seconds, and no longer than that.
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[Is he smiling because of the birds, or because of Connor's sass? Both, probably. Why not both. Sass is how his friends communicate with each other. Feels like home.] Guess I feel that way too sometimes, so I know automatically how to not spook them. That's all. Give them another five minutes and they'll start landing in closer, bit by bit, until they see you're not a trap ready to spring.
Or...Hang on. [Moving very, very slowly, he reaches back into the seed bag to grab a fistful, only to gently sprinkle a line of seed on Connor's shoulder.] There. Not too near a limb, far enough from your mouth that they can escape. I give it 60 seconds, and no longer than that.