In a scene right out of an Alfred Hitchcock movie, I was awoken this morning at approximately 7 AM by a bird flying into the top part of my picture window.
I blew it off, hoping that my windows were just super clean… But it persisted.
…And it still. Every once in a while, a bird (either a black-looking one or a hardcore Cardinal) flies into my window and beats at it for a few seconds before flying away.
By “away,” I mean the tree that is right next to my window. It’s actually sorta scary.