For several months, while writing, I would hear a thumping sound thinking it was the house settling or the pipes or plumbing. Ignoring it for about two months, one time I thought it was time to investigate, after I could clearly hear that it was coming from my kitchen. I put on my Sherlock Holmes hat, picked up my magnifying glass, deciding to go have a closer look and settle the mystery.
I looked at the refrigerator, listening hoping the sound would repeat. Nothing, I listened to the micro wave, the dishwasher looking for answers. Nothing.
I went back to my writing, vowing that next time I would faster to my feet and find out what was going on.
The next time I was up in a flash, dashed to the kitchen looked around, saw nothing. Out the kitchen window there was a big blue bird staring at me quizzically and with, I imagined, a little smile on his face.
Defeated I slouched by to my desk sure that all of nature and my own kitchen were allied against me.
Next thumping, I’m up, same result. Nothing. But as I turned around I noticed that I had a plastic water filter in my kitchen window and it dawned on me that the Blue Bird must be the Thumper, thinking that the plastic water filter was a bird feeder. Then right before my eyes he showed up, sat on a branch close to the window and flew right into the window pane. Thump!
The Thumper I thought must after so many thumps might have had his brain rattled, or he was one determined bird.
We stared at each other and I moved away from the window set up a temporary bird feeder filled with water for the time being and back in the kitchen watched him take a drink he had been long looking for.
I sure he thought I was really difficult to train.
Day two
The Thumper is back! My theory is wrong. Water there, so is he, back headbanging. What is going on?
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Day Three
Ok, looks like my theory about the Thumper thinking he was seeing a bird feeder in my water filer is incorrect. He came back. Authorsden people said he might be seeing his reflection in my kitchen window and attacking his territory.
So I went out side and there it was my other reflection in that window.
I pulled the blinds down and will wait to see that if the relection is gone or blunted, if the Thumper can save him self from brain damage.
You might enjoy a Cardinal that kept coming to our sliding glass door for months, attacking himself in the glass, thinking that his reflection was a rival.
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