Dear Robin Red Breast,

[merlynpoto]

Why do you throw yourself repeatedly at the windows of my library for days and days? I mean I know the term bird-brain, but honestly? How many times can you pummel yourself against the glass? And why? Is it because it feels so good when you stop, you stupid bird? Do you mistake your reflection for another boy bird and are trying to stake your territory? Are you trying to drive me out of my mind with the incessant bang-bang-banging? There is as much no food in here as there is out there! *sigh*

Sincerely flipping YOU the bird,
Kirsten