(1989 April 22)
Kathryn has a new problem: a robin keeps hopping on her porch and pecks at his reflection in the glass. She made a falcon after consulting encyclopedia, and Pulvermacher's [poultry house] brot a stuffed owl and put it up, but nothing helps. I told her to tape newspapers to the outside, but very cold and windy and she has not done so. Maybe she likes the Fame.
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