On a recent trip to Corpus Christi, I noticed a very non-shy bird flitting about my parents’ backyard, ambivalent to our presence. I grabbed my Dad’s Nikon and mega-zoom lens and waited for a good shot.
The bird, a Northern Mockingbird, cocked his head as soon as I started snapping away.
Who’s that? Someone entering my territory? And taking my picture? Ohnoshedidnt.
He got close, really close. And he stared me down, menacingly. Those yellow eyes! That intimidating frown.