It's been a few weeks since I saw my bird buddy Chuck around, and I was fearing he may have been a meal for some other critter. However, when I went out this morning to gather up some dry wood before the storm hit, he decided to pay me a visit and I was overjoyed to see he was still alive. Making sure I would not soon forget him, he followed me back into the yard and started drumming by our pond; after about an hour of that, he came into the garage to see what kind of projects I was up to and twice used my floor as his restroom in that time... to say he's bold is a bit of an understatement.