Not precisely that, but I know what you mean and my reply is 'yes'.
Mine was a wild Robin which got trapped in the kitchen. I scooped it up and took it outside to a quiet corner to let it go.
Once I'd calmed it down in my hands I opened them, expecting it to fly away but instead, it hopped up onto my thumb and sat there preening.
It stayed there for 10 minutes, just looking around and occasionally hopping across to my other hand, while I was allowed to scratch its throat and the back of its head. It seemed to enjoy this because when I scratched its throat, it would lift its head back and the eyes closed - like a dog does when you're giving it a really good chin-scratch.
I was absolutely spellbound, and it's making me go all teary just thinking about it. Beautiful experience.
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Are you as interested in watching TV today as much as you were 5 years ago?
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