Husband, who knows more about birds than Fiorella, has speculated that our titmouse attacks glass windows and doors because he sees his reflection in them and thinks he's fighting off a rival. Well, now he's found the real thing. This morning, husband spotted two titmice screaming and zooming in at each other, like two WWI airplanes. Yes, the birds were--uh--
dogfighting. And, yes, the plural of "titmouse" is "titmice."
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