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The magpie is on our patio. Not good as it always poops there.

I yell at it from inside the house.
It looks at me, but doesn't move. The game is on.

I get up from my chair and yell again.
It takes a few steps back, but stays on the patio, staring at me in defiance.

I step closer, repeating my demand, but it doesn't care. I'm still inside afterall.

Only when I open the patio door to step out does it crap on the patio and fly just out of reach, but close enough to mock me.