"Splendid Chappie, what ?"

With his head held high & errect, he had absolutely no qualms in maintaining his poise underneath a furious Sun ; he looked around (rather imperiously,i might add) his vicinity for ages and finally had a thoughtful morsel! Give him a fork & knife, i say, and voila! you have a preux chevalier lunching outside your window! Alone yet completely at peace with itself!