Bird Brain

We awoke this morning to a tapping on the window. Now maybe this wouldn't be that unusual except that the bedroom is on the 2nd floor. Anyway, I first look at the clock to realize that it is only 6:25 and here it is Saturday, my only chance to sleep in. I'm still tired, there is no alarm...but there is a bird pecking at the bedroom window. I try to ignore it, but now I'm slightly awake and my bladder knows it, so I go to the bathroom. I come back to the bedroom, and there is that bird, again pecking at the window. So I put a magazine up there in hopes the will scare it away or something. Get back in bed with the crossword puzzle...since I'm awake and don't want to be, I figure I'll try what I usually do to go to sleep. So I doze off, and there is a small crash, followed by the pecking again, arghh, now at the other window. A bit later there is Steve, going to the bathroom, and then coming back to move the screens in the windows to the top, hoping to eliminate the perch the bird is using. But our intrepid bird-brained friend now is perched on the bottom of the sill, pecking merrily away. I cover my "good" ear and try to drift back to sleep for a little while...It is Saturday after all. I even briefly consider getting dressed to go sleep on the couch (which usually works well anyway.) But instead I do stay in bed lulled to sleep despite the tapping.
What does he see? Himself in the window? A door to the inside? Some attractive other bird (he thinks)? Next step, after breakfast etc. was to try Chase Pitkin for some kind of scary window decal to discourage our little chickadee. Maybe a falcon or something. But unfortunately they had nothing like that. We thought that we could just get him a calendar so at least on Saturdays he could leave us alone. We shall see what tomorrow morning brings.