He was gorgeous but boy did he love to scare me. I used to smoke cigarettes in High school. I wasn't allowed to smoke in the house. But in the morning and before bed, I'd climb up on my desk and lean out the window. I was half awake the one morning, opened the window and lit my cig. All of a sudden, I hear this super loud crowing. I look out on the roof and there is Charlie, about 4 feet away on the roof. I jump back so quickly that I smashed my head on the window frame. lol
And I don't know what his obsession was with my car. He was always guarding it. Either walking around it or on the roof.
Sometimes, he would hide on the other side of the car and when I would walk around to the driver's side, he'd start chasing me. Or when he was really sneaky, he'd hide in the bushes about 20 feet away. As soon as he saw me, he would run towards me. Luckily, with 20 feet in between us, I'd have time to get into the car. But he'd be right at my door when I closed it. I'd usually open the window slightly and say, "Ha! Ha!" like Nelson from the Simpsons. It was a love hate relationship and I had a major fear of birds then. I am still afraid of birds.
