We have a mockingbird. Or probably mockingbird
s. We get the
biggest kick out of how they seem to be showing off--blaring their many
different songs several volumes louder than the other birds, seeming to
follow us around and singing in locations in close proximity to us so that we can hear them, puffing their
chests all out while perched in prominent locations. Jenna has named him/them
Gilderoy Lockhart, the cocky, self-obsessed Professor in the second Harry
Potter book.
We make a comments like, "Oh brother. There goes Gilderoy." "Did you hear Gilderoy?! I've never heard THAT song before?!" We shake our heads in mock disgust at his crowd-pleasing ways. We all really think he/they is just awesome and beautiful. And we love calling him Gilderoy.
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