“He actually thinks he’s a human?” I asked. “Oh yes. Well, if he thinks Carl’s his mother, it more or less follows, doesn’t it? They may not be brilliant, but they’re logical. He’s quite convinced he’s a human. He completely ignores the other kestrels, hasn’t got time for them, they’re just a bunch of birds as far as he’s concerned. But when Carl walks in here he goes completely berserk. It’s a problem because, of course, you can’t introduce an imprinted bird into the wild, it wouldn’t know what the hell to do. Wouldn’t nest, wouldn’t hunt, it would just expect to go to restaurants and stuff.
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