And I went out to the car today and discovered a mockingbird standing on top of it. "Hey there," I said. He didn't reply. He also didn't seem inclined to move as I approached.
He watched me out of one yellow eye as I circled the car to the driver's side, and finally took off when I opened the door.
If this were a fairy tale, this would be the first sign of strange things to come, but granted that it's me, that's pretty much just a given.