We had a little feathered visitor come to my parents' house for Easter.
I left the door open and this little Junco made a b-line inside. I saw it happen. It was in slow motion. The thought of a bird flying in actually crossed my mind. But I thought "Like that will happen".
Well, it did happen. Screaming from the house announced our birdie visitor to the neighborhood. I went inside and got the little peeper. He was dazed but unharmed.
He contemplated life for a bit while we sat with him. He eventually came around, and flew off. He was chirping like crazy as he flew off. I like to think he was saying goodbye. But in all actuality he was probably lecturing me about leaving the damn door open.