all day I spent chasing this fly around the house trying not to kill it but send it on its way out side, and as fate has it, the door was open and it was free it was leaving a bird swooped down and eat it…!.
I thought you were gonna say the bird pooped on you.
Birds are not the lovers people think they are.
aw, sad story. For a happier story, a bird flew into our window once and crashed into the bush below. I ran out and got it out of the bush and petted it for a while, then when it was recovered, I opened my hands and it flew away. Kind of neat.