Richard Porter

And while on an important Zoom call, Swanathan decided to enter the kitchen through the open door and start having at my dad on camera until he left the meeting to feed him.

No.

No way.

I'm sorry, I'm going to have to jump off this call as I'm being attacked by a swan is a very good excuse.

Well, it is, isn't it?

It gets worse in terms of swan menace because Alex goes on to say that they decided they could prevent this happening again by simply just closing the door at all times and that'll stop him.

He says this did stop him entering the house, but clever old Swanathan realised now that we were all inside the house and that doors were just how we entered and exited.

As such, he would come up to the house and start attacking the glass of the door to get our attention.

No.

We'd then go to open the door to feed him and he would continue to attack you until he had his food.

My youngest brother once fell asleep on one of the patio chairs and got awoken by Swanathan pecking his legs.

Oh, man.

You'd be so stressed out.

We've known Swanathan for years and he's brought several rounds of his offspring here and is actually quite comfortable with us.

He regularly lets my mum stroke him after he's eaten.

And my parent's vizsla now gets on with him quite well.

For fuck's sake, the swan is friends with a dog.

That's just bizarre.

It is a great name.

Apparently, Swanathan will regularly chill out on the patio and sun himself once he's eaten.