Kickass, the doorstop dog, witnessing the endless robin fights in the trees around the house and even on the roof of the house, enlisted his unique ability to communicate with all creatures to try to understand what is going on
Kickass: What the hell are you guys fighting about?
Robin: Territory, man! Territory! My hen/wife picked this place to nest and, by god, this is where we are going to nest, without interference from others.
Kickass: But there are thousands of places to nest. Why doesn’t the other guy just fly off to another location?
Robin: I don’t know. You’ll have to ask him. But he is the one that spent all of last April and on into May attacking his own reflection in an upstairs window.
Kickass: You get pretty aggressive. Aren’t you likely to hurt the other guy.
Robin: Listen, I will kill the bastard unless he moves on.
Kickass: That just doesn’t sound like you as you perch around all summer singing “cheer-up, cheer-up.”
Robin: We are not singing cheer-up. We are singing “bottoms up,” and then we go off somewhere to gorge on fermented berries because you get damn tired of worms.
Kickass: I get it. My keeper more or less lives that way, and he has been known to joust with his own reflection.