I bought another bird feeder the other day, the sort with suckers attached so that it can be fixed to the window. I was a bit apprehensive about whether the birds it attracts would fly into the window, but the blue tits and sparrows that use it appear to be able to handle it well enough without killing themselves. It's filled daily with nuts, some crushed up for convenience, and some whole.
Recently we have been getting a squirrel come to the garden, which, given the location of our house is quite unusual. Along with the pigeons and blackbirds, he scoured the ground for scraps, which was fine by us because given that Hobie and Misty are always on the prowl, it means that small birds stay up on the high feeders and don't get taken out. It didn't take Cyril long to discover the window feeder, and the fact that if he climbed the Paulonia in the corner, and highwired along one of it's branched until it bent just enough, he could make a death defying grab and leap to the food. Every morning for the past week he takes the challenge, and rewards us with some hilarious antics.
We have since discovered that Cyril is in fact a girl, so I hope she doesn't end up too mentally damaged with a guy's name.