As I was eating breakfast this morning, I noticed a mockingbird standing at the sliding glass door leading out to the patio. He was spreading his wings and flapping in a kind of threatening manner, making an "ack" noise like I'd never heard before. I realize that he was probably attempting to ward off his own reflection in the glass. He probably didn't even see me sitting there, coffee mug half way to my mouth. Still, I could not help the feeling that I was being mocked by a mockingbird.