Happily, he and his friends seldom raided our birdfeeder this year, so we were surprised to raise the kitchen shade this morning to see him (her?) rummaging around in the windowbox that sits below the feeder.  It's almost a reflex to chase him, but we must have been feeling mellow, because we just decided to watch him--pretty amazing, really, to be just a few inches away.  He doesn't know (and wouldn't probably care) that he is a pest.  We've named him Fabio.