Wellllll. You never know about the unplanned ones. I mean, I did tell hubby that I reserve the right to get a TAG if I find one. Or a Greenwing. And yesterday someone dumped a baby European Starling in my lap, which definitely wasn’t planned. So I know better than to say “this is the last bird I’m getting.” That’s just an invitation to fate to be like “oh, yeah? Watch this!”