I’m walking, digging my way slowly up toward Hyde street when, out of the corner of my eye I see it coming. I had little time to react and so I’m quite proud to be alive. As I looked up and to the right I saw it coming straight for me. It lunged, steepening its trajectory. As I turned in panic I saw it’s evil little bloodshot eyes. We were essentially face to beak. I ducked and raised my hands simultaneously as if performing some strange yoga pose right there on the street. The damn thing missed me by mere inches.

As I looked up and to the right I saw it coming straight for me. It lunged, steepening its trajectory. As I turned in panic I saw it’s evil little bloodshot eyes. We were essentially face to beak. I ducked and raised my hands simultaneously as if performing some strange yoga pose right there on the street. The damn thing missed me by mere inches.

In the split second that followed I was able to, reasonably I thought, figure it was an accident, until the little bastard came at me from the other side. Again it was close enough for me to see directly into it’s beady little hellish red eyes. I flailed again helplessly as it swooped down, diving directly for my skull. Another near miss. Well now I figure for sure the son of a ***** it trying to kill me. For real.........

Thats one Angry Byrd !