Please look carefully at the picture of the window, with the azure sky beyond, showing the marks that Darwin has left on the glass. Yes, those are perfectly shaped beak imprints. And no doubt some bird slobber that was knocked loose on impact.
And probably the most telling visual I can provide for you as to the depth of this bird's stupidity. This is the sill below the window. Follow me here...
This bird has hurled himself at our window so hard, he has literally knocked the s**t out of himself.
Over and over.
Even though I'm an animal lover, I thought for a split second, "perhaps I should do this idiot a favor and give him the gift of a quick death in the form of a bullet to the head". But of course, I doubt I'd have the stomach for that kind of solution.
So Socko, the sock monkey that my daughter made, is now hanging in the window as a scarecrow of sorts.
This is a chilling sight, really.
Darwin got a good look at Socko and hit the road, no doubt finding another closed window to befoul.
I wish him the best.
Now to wash the dung from the magnolia and my front windows.