I wish I could just kidnap
him in some way and bring him here, no matter what he thought about
it. I doubt that is a good idea in the long run, and probably
unnecessary considering how I can just sit here and wait for him to
return. Besides, he would probably sulk if I kidnapped him. Glare at
me with his intelligent, jackdaw eyes. Tilt his head, press his lips
together; happy as any wild bird in sudden captivity.
No, I will sit here - still
and silent - bread in my paw, and wait for him to come to me.