We are under attack!
A robin has been battling his reflection in the mirrored windows of our fifth wheel.
We're not the only unit under siege, but are the one hit most often.
The back windows are the preferred attack zone, so Earl sits on the back of the sofa and awaits the next skirmish.
Our hero goes in to action.
He seems certain the robin has gotten behind the valance.
After a week the bird is beginning to give up the fight, but Earl is still outraged by the robin's behavior.
I must add that Bella has also battled the bird, with sometimes hilarious results. She has leaped straight up from the back of my chair with no regard for her landing position. I'm amazed there hasn't been an injury.
Winston, the formerly feral cat whose existence once relied on his ability to catch birds, has no interest at all.
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