It's a Cardinal! It's a Vulture! It's a...

Well, it’s a Cardinal. I’ve been trying to snap a pic of this freak for a month now, but he’s cagey.

Jr. got him yesterday, and boom he flies off. The bird, not the boy.
He comes to the feeders on the deck, he hangs around in the trees. He seems uninjured, but WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG THIS BIRD?

Close call with my cat or a fox? Mites? Affiliated with Illinois Nazis? Mama had a fling with a Turkey Vulture? Is he just going through a phase?
I gots ta know.


Quick google … and no one really knows.

He’s not a cardinal. He’s a Skexi.