Looking very menacing, his eyes seemed to follow me as I slowly walked past him. The rock he was stood on was very close to the path around the pond. It was almost as if he was saying, “this is my pond and these are my gold fish.” Thankful as I passed him and quickly snapped this photograph, he stayed perfectly still. The orange shapes in the pond behind him are the hundreds of gold fish that were living in the water. He obviously isn’t a hungry bird.