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Cleaning the garage out, getting ready for a weekend of fence building and..."oh look, a bird flew into the garage. Surely he'll leave soon." Damn was I wrong. That little fucker wreaked havoc. Was flying into all of the trusses. I tried imitating a bird; flapping my arms; making that cah-cah sound but nothing worked. Then, he started swooping down in my direction. For reference I was standing in front of the bench right beside the gloves. The only thing I was hoping for is that he didn't shit on the car so guess what happened..... he aimed for me. You can see it hit the truss above the car which would have been right at my head. I ran inside for my Air Soft gun but I couldn't see him when I came back out. So I crouched down, Air Soft gun that looks like a gun in my hand, all the garage doors open waiting for him. Naturally with my luck a neighbour drove by and looked at me crouched down starring at my roof so now I look like I'm crazy. I didn't see the bird again but if I find him tomorrow at least I'll have dinner.

That black spot is the poop

He almost got the gloves as well