Creepy

I hate to say hate... but I really hate birds.

All kinds of birds, even the ones people keep in cages. It started when I was a youngster and the folks gave me the chore of collecting eggs from the chicken coop. Those momma hens hated me and would attack me every chance they could. But of course they would, I was taking their little bundles of joy away that they worked so hard to make.

That's what started it all.

 
I have so many creepy bird stories, it's like people and birds just know...

Today I had one of those moments where I was totally creeped out by the one animal I really could do without. Is it just me or does it seem like the birds always act strange right before a big natural catastrophe? Maybe that's just in the movies, I don't know. So not only was I creeped out, but totally worried.

This huge migrating flock of black birds decided to take a potty break in my backyard. When I say huge, I mean the skylights in the living room darkened when they all flew over. I thought the sky clouded over until I heard it. This droning on of thousands of black bird chirps kicking it in my backyard. It was like a segment out of The Hunger Games or something. Pure Torture.

Freaky.

I timidly opened and slammed the back door hoping that would make it stop. And they would go away. Nope, they all just jumped a little. Or a lot. It sounded like thunder when they all jumped and squawked at me at the same time. Then I decided it was kind of unreal how many were back there and got my camera out just in case The Sportsman didn't believe me when I told him who dropped in for a visit this afternoon.

Maybe you can identify exactly what kind of birds these are, I could kinda care less. Sorry.

The clip is not outstanding, there was no wind, all that noise is the birds.

They stayed around for about an hour then were gone in a blink. Good riddance.