The female Cardinals in my backyard aren’t getting a moment’s peace these days.
The other day I watched as three brilliant bachelors (in color, not intellect) did their best to impress a lovely lady, while also trying to intimidate each other. They alternated between bobbing their heads and flapping their wings in an effort to woo the woman, and darting, diving, and pecking at each other.
So which do you think she chose?
Bachelor number one?
Bachelor number two?
Or bachelor number three?
The answer: none of the above! At least not yet.
This time she chose the bathtub over the bachelors, and helped herself to a leisurely soaking.
I could almost see her rolling her eyes at their antics, saying, “Calgon, take me away!”
Besides, I think she’s holding out ’til they start bringing the food offerings. She’s pretty and smart!