Well, Richelieu is back, and he’s found an equally stupid mate to join him. At seven o’clock this morning, I was awoken by the sounds of a bird repeatedly flinging itself against the kitchen window. Thinking that Richelieu had once again forgotten to go attack his mirrors in the tree instead, I was surprised to find that it was a different bird altogether. It was still a cardinal, but it was a female braining herself on our window. And while she did this, Richelieu sat on the fence watching her with an adoring and approving look in his little black eyes.
I guess it’s true that there is someone in the world for everyone, even stupid cardinals. I sure hope this mate actually takes, because he hasn’t been successful in the past. They were all unimpressed by his territorial aggression on a reflection. But maybe he’s finally found someone that shares his passion for hating themselves.
