I hate birds. Maybe it’s Hitchcock’s fault, maybe it’s from reading The Dark Half by Stephen King, but birds just freak me out. I don’t trust them – nothing should be able to poop on you from above. So hearing that they’re falling from the sky en masse is the stuff of nightmares for me.
It was scary enough when it was happening in the United States, but now it’s happened in Quebec, which is but one province away from me. If birds start falling from the sky in Ottawa, I will never leave the house again!