Cuckoo

Miles woke up at dark o'clock on the morning and wanted oatmeal.  I dragged myself out of bed and made oatmeal for him and then sat bleary-eyed at the computer to check email while he ate.  I must have zoned out for a minute because the next thing I knew Toby was screaming, "No!  Miles!  No, that's mine!  Gimme back my pillow!!"  And Miles was cawing like a crow and laughing.  Then he came back to kitchen looking like this: