Makes him sound like a circus performer or something. Nor, of course, is flying. Simply perched on top of a long bird cage fastened to remnants of the old kennel fence. I suspect he does this to be 'rescued'. An alternative is to provide a better vantage point to watch for my arrival home. I provide the alternative because if I ignore him he'll climb down the opposite side, where he climbed up.
That's Smudge in the background.
It is Friday. I am home. I am tired. Why am I tired? What possible reason for being tired do I possess?