Nysse is spending more and more time outside, and it seems to be good for him. When he comes back inside, he’s often full of vim and vigour, races from one end of the house to another and play-attacks random things.

He would also like to attack things outside, I’m sure. Such as the flock of magpies who surrounded him this morning. Both the magpies and Nysse seem to view the garden as their territory and are trying to intimidate or chase away the other. Or maybe they’re both just bastards who enjoy mocking the other.

Nysse was way up in the tree, surrounded by five or six angrily chattering magpies, trying to get closer to them and take them out. Which of course he didn’t succeed with, since he cannot actually fly, unlike the magpies. I tried to capture them all in a photo but the magpies fled as soon as I opened the door.