For the last week I have been singing (to the tune of the They Might Be Giants song Put Your Hand Inside the Puppethead)
‘All hands on the Puppybird, all hands on the Puppybird….’
The Puppybird - a recent addition to M’s Magpie Gang of Three - is so named because he makes the little mournful noises of a tiny cold puppy. He now, when he feels like it, gets hand fed bits of cheese. Apparently when M went to the back door yesterday the Puppybird was so excited to see him that it began to shiver with spasms of delight.

If anyone can identify the Puppybird….?