Red Kite

I can't believe it's 46 days since I last blipped my Red Kite, as she is my constant companion.  She sits (as here) in the tree outside my kitchen window, and cruises around the garden when we are digging or mowing (in case we turn up something tasty I suppose).  Her mate seems to have absconded, but the two "teenagers" are still around whistling raucously.  I try shouting at them but that doesn't work, and if I ignore them they whistle even louder.