We’ve got a woodpecker who persists in hammering away at our metal chimney. If you think a bird dive-bombing your windows is bad, you should hear what a beak on metal sounds like at 5 in the morning.
ummm… sorry. I won’t do it again.
This, as involves mistaken identity, is really funny.
But on the other hand, poor kitties.
Oh exasperated sigh all right.
I am sorry I traumatized your feline psyche.
I am a bad Mockingbird and need to have my wings clipped.
Those damn mockingbirds even sing at night! At night, for chrissakes! And god help you if you try to do any yardwork if there’s a nest in, say, the STATE because they will gang up and divebomb you and the mower!
How did they ever get to be the state bird? They’re not even pretty, like cardinals or blue jays!
Hmph.
We’re damn purty.
[holds up whip]
You haven’t beaten me yet!
you probably would like that.
Can you really blame him?
See? Now you’re teasing the cat and me.
Some boids will never learn… 
Do they make a Tug Ahoy for birds?