Just watched as the local daddy magpie gave a swark at someone who overreacted, swung around and started jogging...so Maggie gave them a bit of a swoop. Guy jogged off shaken and then I went up to the magpie and got a swark too. Said my normal "hello Maggie". We had a few quiet words and swarks back and forth and I wandered home.
Not gonna lie, I feel a little bit special as a chosen maggie friend.
Sometimes it seems pigeons choose nest spots based on a dare.