Pigeons, You Got Nothin' *

I am more paranoid now of birds than ever before.

I was taking a walk through the park today, minding my own business, admiring the ponds and flowers, and contemplating what I was going to get at the grocery store.

Then I heard a loud buzzing behind my head. I ducked and cringed, thinking, "Please don't sting me, Giant Bee!"

Suddenly, I felt the quick beating of wings against my head and the tangle of claws in my hair!

I tossed my head as I ran and swung my arms wildly! My attacker relented. Stunned, I looked back to catch a glimpse of the assailant.

It was one of these, a red-winged blackbird:

http://www.learner.org/jnorth/tm/spring/BlackBirdGuide.html

Just look at his beady little eyes. This is the face of a true villain. He's past the poop. He means business.


*Dear Pigeons, 
Please don't take this as a challenge to create more sinister plots against me. You have a special place in my heart.
Sincerely,
Lauren