[He frowns at that, but he decides to take a chance on it. He leans in, twisting his head so that he can offer his ear to the bird, like he's expecting it to start whispering all sorts of secrets to him.]

[Instead, it reaches its head forward and clamps down on his earlobe with its mouth.]

Hey! Hey, ouch, hey!! [He cries, with a yowl, pulling away and rubbing his poor ear.] You're supposed to tell me something, not use my ear as lunch!!