The Pheasant Does Something Interesting

Today, there were two pheasants in the garden. The female pheasant that is often here in the morning had brought a male back - ‘your place or mine.’ The male sat on the fence, the female was curled up asleep. Later the male went next door. Then, contrary to usual pheasant behaviour, he did something interesting. There is an old stainless steel waste bin next door. He spent a long time trying to get a reaction out of his reflection, pecking at his own face. I watched from upstairs for quite a while.