Frank just tried to boink Decaffeinated. Really! He hopped on her back, hung on with his feet, fluttered his wings for a few seconds! Unbelievable! And here I thought him singing his Hunka Hunka Burning Love song in her general direction last night was just a coincidence — they were on the small white concrete perch together, but he could just as well have been singing to Sally, who was right behind him.

But no! Actual bird sex between species!

Well, a couple of minutes later Frank sang to Sally, so maybe he's just in the mood.