After over a year Cardinal-free, the stupid red bird is back again. I found him outside attacking the mirrors in the tree again almost as if he had never stopped. I guess it was too much to hope that he had finally moved on and found someone new to antagonize. Since he's going to be around year after year, I decided to adopt the little guy and give him a proper name. After all, I can't keep calling him "stupid red bird" anymore, now can I?! So, the only fitting name is "Richelieu" after the famed Cardinal from
The Three Musketeers. I have to admit that giving him a name has softened my stance on the determined little bird. And though I will deny it in a court of law, I sort of missed him while he was gone.
