"So far so good. None of the birds made it in. The others are off doin' their thing. This is easy enough to take care of."

He finally notices the little one that's konked out and decides to lower his voice, too, but it's craigy and scratchy like gravel and trying to speak quietly makes him sound a little wheezier than he intends.

"I'm good on food for right now but I could use somethin' to drink. Please tell me we got some coffee in there."