A male pheasant, who we've named Phil, seems to have taken up semi-permanent residence outside the back door (where all our bird feeders are). Every time I go outside he affects to dash off into the bushes to hide, but most of his arse end is still sticking out! As soon as I chuck a few peanuts on the ground he's perfectly happy to come right up to my feet. Very endearing, and after all he's a very handsome chap. He can eat peanuts like they're going out of fashion though, and they're not cheap!