It was fun the first day that this cardinal showed up at the house. The crazy way that it spent fifteen hours that day dive bombing itself repeatable into our kitchen window. The next day it was still pretty funny. "What does this bird want that it comprehend that it can't get?" Today is the twevlth consecutive day that this bird has been ramming itself into our window. The repeatative *thud* *thud* *thud* *thud* *thud* *thud* *thud* *thud* *thud* *thud* *thud* *thud* *thud* *thud* *thud* *thud* *thud* *thud* *thud* *thud* *thud* *thud* *thud* *thud* *thud* *thud* *thud* *thud* *thud* *thud* etc. .. from sun up till sundown is slowly driving us all crazy. The situation is like some real life experience of the bastard son from an Edger Allen Poe, and Alfred Hitchcock story.
Eventually we plotted to humanly capture the bird, and release it many miles way.