What is that racket? Setting at the table I heard this weird sound. It was sort of a metallic clunk and sort of a swish. It went on long enough we had to go out and check what was happening. We found a confused, slightly dizzy Cardinal. He was busily challenging his reflection in the motorhome hub caps, the shiny side of the cab door, and every other reflective area on the cab. His imagined interloper led him to do a lot of wonderful singing too between the bouts of head banging. The little guy is very pretty but obviously not so bright.