The bedroom window is open, for it is that time of year. Sleep and fresh air go very nicely together. The crabapple tree is right next to the house, and its branches virtually touch the window. Just before four in the morning, the cardinal in the tree alerts us to the impending dawn. I listen to a couple of riffs, roll over and go back to sleep. The next thing I know, BBBH rolls out her side of the bed, stands in front of the window and shouts, "Shoo! Get out of here! Go away." Well, that worked. The cardinal left his post, and I was now wide awake!
(I did not record the bird. I found this clip on Youtube)