So far this year, between the cage and the bike, I have now hit 3 crows, 2 magpies, and a mallard duck (well, that Daffy bastid flew straight into the side of my new car, the day after I bought it.... he has a special place in my Hall 'o Hate.
) and I lost count of how many sparrows and finches. That's how many I have sent to the other side, triple that at least for the number of flying vermin I have avoided without dumping the bike or throwing the cage into the ditch. If I figure avoidance is more risky than avian impact, Tweety is toast. I ain't swerving around the hiway like a drunken, epileptic tweaker with other traffic around.To add insult to injury, this year there is a pair of red-tail hawks nesting in the trees outside my house. You know that high pitched 'Ssscccrreeeeeee....' they are always squawking? Imagine that outside your bedroom window at 5 am every morning...... and it's against the law to shoot them.
So now I am washing my Alpinestar Drystar jacket in the washing machine and hoping I don't wreck it in the process.
Dam birds......
