When I was a kid living in the country a wild pigeon "adopted" my family. Pidgy (yeah, we weren't the most imaginative kids when it came to naming pets), hung around for so long that we eventually provided her with a large rabbit hutch to protect her from predators. She never showed any inclination to leave and spent the remainder of her life able to fly away, but choosing not to.
Hurray for you and Squabble!
Hurray for you and Squabble!
