Once in a great while a wild animal makes contact. Coyotes are renowned for their excursions into humanoid consciousness.
He’ll swoop down, fly, and hop around to different vantage points, hop toward the peanut, then decide he’d rather come at it from another direction. Cock his head back and forth for different vantage points. Today for the first time I got him to take a peanut off my hand. We’re getting to know each other, but he’s very wary. He doesn’t like it if anyone else is around.