I'm an assassin and I had a job to do...

If you've come here today looking for bird stories... YOU ARE A WINNER! I've got two.

Bird Story #1:

Sunday at work some girls were working on cleaning in the barn. I went out to check on them and decided to take a walk around the back side of the barn where I almost stepped on this:


Which made the parent birds freak out and fan their tails at me.

One of the girls put a stake in the ground so that no one runs over or walks on the eggs since they're so camouflaged.

Bird Story #2:

Not as pleasant.
And lucky for you, no pictures.

I was stopped at a light. Windows down. As the light changed and I started to drive I saw a flash of something falling right in front of me and then SPLAT. Dead bird right next to me. Out of nowhere.

Is that some sort of bad omen?