What about the rest of the Birds?

I've been asked.

There's a loose flock of Infatuations. They are much like bushtits, sweet little birds. The only birds smaller than bushtits are hummingbirds. If you've ever seen a flock of bushtits and its goofy mindlessness didn't make you smile, you have a heart of stone.

There's the raptors, Sorrow and Loss. Huge magnificent animals, they circle slowly and land heavily on the roof. Character suffers the time of the nest building, the raising of the nestlings. Eventually the chicks fledge. Although Sorrow and Loss move on and Character can finally pull down the spent nest, there's nothing to be done about the chicks, who will always come back to roost for themselves another day.

Joy is a quetzal, a pompous preening bird that puts the whole house in an uproar, and is gone as quickly as she appears. Which is why I am so attached to Contentment the cat.

And No, I don't know what Love is. She is never the same bird twice.