That is Prince the pidgin and he arrives at my window most mornings. He is loud and thick which makes him in charge by my twisted logic.
He does not like being photographed as you can see by his aggressive mean mug in that picture.
Even as I backed away he kept up the death stare. This muthafukka is the reason I don’t open my screen free windows. I’m convinced he would walk right in and run the place. It’s embarrassing to be a birds bitch so I’m not going to risk it. Thankfully something else pissed him off so I could close my blinds in peace. Life is tough in the not-so-big city.