It IS freaky when they do that. True fight or flight reaction. I don't blame you for hiding out. I usually have to take care of shit like that though, because me H is the biggest girl on the planet haha
one time this happened in my house, but it was a duck that came down the chimney. and i slept through it, including the part when my dad threw the soot covered duck out the front door in his underpants.
I HATE birds!! I had one attach me one day and poop on my head when I was walking into work. The thing jabbed me in my scalp and I bled a little!! Thanks to this incident I now have a huge fear of birds when they get close to me. You should see me on the beach with the seagulls, I'm always in "duck and cover" mode.
one time this happened in my house, but it was a duck that came down the chimney. and i slept through it, including the part when my dad threw the soot covered duck out the front door in his underpants.
Totally unrelated, but thanks to the order in which you phrased this, I'm now picturing some poor duck wandering around wearing underpants.
ETA: This visual is making me giggle uncontrollably.
LOL! I laugh..but have been through similar situations...we lived in a duplex when I was around 10. We had several instances (5+) of either birds (pigeons, no less) and bats coming into our apartment because the flue didn't close properly.
The pigeons were removed by throwing an old bathtowel over them one by one and taking them outside. The bat was a different story. My dad was chasing it around with a fishing net (this memory causes me to cackle like a maniac to this day) and my mom was throwing tennis balls at it while it flew around trying to get back outside. At one point, the bat flew by me and mom threw a ball. Naturally, she missed the bat, and nailed me right in the forehead. It was awesome. And I cackled and giggled like I had lost my damn mind the whole time.
This happened on a fathers day 3 years ago. I called my h home from work and he saved me. The bird flew thru the downstairs and I ran into the half bath with my baby screaming like a little girl. I think I had a frying pan in my hand too.
If an outside bird ever gets in here, we have a pretty bog pool net that H accidentally ordered instead of a little net for catching poop in the birth tub water. I figure we can use it to catch anything up to a crow without hurting it or risking furious bird escape.