I should have sensed trouble the minute I spotted the bird perched at the top of a very tall street lamp, but I was distracted by the flowerbed just below. As I busied myself among the flowers, the bird flew down to a signpost and glared at Tinkerbelle. It was a Mocking bird. Tinkerbelle got the message and tugged at me, "Come on, Tango." As I reluctantly moved away, the bird flew straight at my rear end. Annoyed, I told it off. But, it was not done yet. It's next pass was at Tinkerbelle, flying across her face. "It felt like a scene from The Birds," she later said. We could only think that there must be a nest nearby. As we moved away quickly, the bird stood in the street glaring after us.
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