I was watching my parents house last week while they were away. They have a neighbour called Morris. He's a partridge who likes small, loud motors. Whenever you're nearby with an ATV or a lawn tractor, he darts out of the woods to keep you company. I summoned him with the ATV in order to photograph him. It started out well, I was laying on the ground and he'd walk back and forth right in front of the camera. However, it turns out he's not as friendly as he first seemed. I got a few shots in before he decided he'd had enough. He charged the camera and started beating me with his wings and I think he latched on to my finger at one point. Luckily, his chops aren't that strong and my camera and I survived. Then I ate Morris for supper. Just kidding, he's fine.