Two surprise visitors

I was watching the kettle boil when I spotted the first Blackcap of the winter as he checked out the bird table. I grabbed my camera, changed lens and pointed through the window. A blurry picture as he flew up to the trees. I waited, hoping he'd return, when a rustling at ground level drew my attention. A pheasant strolled through the undergrowth (weeds) and ambled across the garden to the field on the other side. Russell (the cat) dragged one in through the cat-flap several years ago and it had always baffled me where he'd caught it as I've never seen one in the garden until today.