I found this memory on Facebook that I shared about 5 years ago and thought it was hilarious.... Apparently I had a bad year with birds.
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I am hereby officially confessing and apologizing for the accidental death of a small fledgling that perished so many years ago under my care. Anonymous friend can attest to my innocence as she was present and involved. So....to the bird population who has subsequently tried to do away with me in some fashion....I am sorry!!! I am sorry for the pigeon, and the hawk, and the other bird that flew right into my windshield. I didnt think that the avian creatures held such grudges but I have been plagued by bird waste ever since. The first attempt was that fateful day that My cousin was witness to....I will spare the details but let's just say...never ever spend a lot of time under a tree full of birds with your mouth open more than it is shut. I am sure there were many other instances but nothing quite as memorable. It's like they are painting a target on me...like maybe they will recruit the squirrels one day *shudders*...Anyway....so today....I decide its a great rainy April day for a nice long walk....and it was...I think I may or may not have walked an extra mile and a half over my normal 10K because I completely forgot how many laps I had completed because of a dead frog I didnt remember seeing the first go around. (that is definitely something I would have noticed).....So I was on my way back and I noticed....They got me again....on my knee....you cannot tell me they aren't aiming!
