One would think that has to work every once in a while, or the tiger wouldn't bother in the first place. I'm surprised there was not another tiger on the ground, ready to snag a meal when the branches hung low.
My poor pet silkie rooster. I throw him out in the morning and bring him in in the evening. He definitely does not get along with the rooster at the farm so he is house bound. His only friend is the chipmunk here who eats all his food. Anyway, Jeffery the rooster, came hurtling up onto the deck as if his tail feathers were on fire a couple weeks ago and every time I threw him onto the lawn in the morning, I found him up on the deck, shortly thereafter. Wondered why. Turns out we have a pair of smaller hawks nesting not too far from your yard. (we are surrounded by woods, so, not sure exactly where) But you can hear them screaming first thing in the morning and every time one returns to the nest through the day. He does not like to come in before bedtime. But he has found a new friend--an exceptionally handsome rooster just his size. He stands by the patio doors most of the day looking at his buddy in them. (When he is not eating my potted plants and hiding in them.)
A veterinarian friend related a story similar about a parrot in a cage under a seat on and aircraft. The other passengers and flight attendants thought the lady had a child in a crate under the seat in front of her. It turned out to be a parrot. I don't know why someone would teach their bird to make cries of distress.
My sister used to have a neighbor with a parrot that sounded like a demented old English lady, something straight out of Monty Python. I'm really surprised that nobody called the police about an elderly lady being abused. Another sister had a parrot that also had an English accent and was a real talker. She had about ten phrases she'd say and they sounded just like a human speaking. When she was moving to Oregon, she took the two parrots (the talking female and her mate) on the plane with her in a carry-on kennel. All the way through the airport, the female was squawking, "Helllooooo! Hellllloooooo! I loooooove you! Feeed meeee! What? What? Whatta you want?" and the male was squawking, "NO BITE!!!!! NOOOOOOO BITE!!!!!!" (She was famous for biting him whenever she felt like it.) People were trying to see where the voices were coming from.