Stuck

Stuck out on this branch, feeling the cold breeze go right up my wing blades, and now this human has her camera one inch from my nose. If only I could get free, I'd show her a thing or two about privacy. I...just...can't....seem to move as fast as I am accustomed. Oh, yeah...walk away! Don't even bother to nudge me from this precarious position. Why I never...gosh, I'm so sleepy. Maybe I'll take a little rest and try again later. Bzzzz....