We soon found out that somebody had thrown  this little fellow out in our garden.  He is now living there, we call him Jef-ke. I go twice a day to greed and feed him and we became close friends, I can already touch him.

It makes me sad that people can just throw out a living being. If the sound bothers you look for a new home but do not dump a living creature. He sleeps on a branch of a tree and is always looking to the entrance of our garden as if he is waiting for his family to come and pick him up.

This highly compensated by the joy they bring with their movement and little real music the bring.