So... every year Geoffrey (we're renting out of his kitchen) slaughters a couple of pheasants before Christmas. It's a ritual in the kitchen so he opens the box with the pheasant for a peek and .... the pheasant escapes! Flys around the kitchen and lands on our mookie!!

Needless to say, had to call the client and let her know that there was a bit of a mishap in the kitchen.