Return of the pheasant girl

Every morning now, when I go out to fill up the bird feeders this pheasant girl is waiting for me. We've started to call her Patsy and she seems to recognize it. If I'm a few minutes late she hops on the wall in an attempt to attract my attention. She knows that she will get a special handful of grain and some peanuts just for her. It's so surprising how quickly she has settled into our garden. I just wish I could explain to her to stay within the confines of it where she is safe. But I hope that by feeding her she'll remain close by and she will be part of our winter visitors!