Late Night Fright

Underwent a traumatic experience last night. I went to to put some clothes in the dryer last night at like 11:30. Our dryer is on the back porch (gotta love aggie village) and it was dark out, so I left the door open so I could see what I was doing. I was shoving the clothes in the dryer trying my best not to drop them all (baby clothes are so stinkin hard to not drop, especially those itty bitty socks) when I heard a noise. I turned around a bird starts attacking my face! I screamed and probably scared all my neighboors (sorry about that everyone). In the meantime Jacob was inside and not decent (we were getting ready for bed) The bird finally decided to leave me alone and flew in the house! Jacob then had to talk some reason into me and get me to stop freaking out (he sort of half succeeded) Then the bird flew around our apartment like a spaz and knocked all kinds of things off of our shelves. I went and hid in the bathroom with the door closed while jacob spent like 10 min getting the dumb thing outside. My heart was beating so fast I think it almost exploded. On the up side of things, Emma stayed asleep during the entire escapade. I want to know why on earth these things seem to only happen to me and ALWAYS at night when I am doing laundry.

Here is the stupid things nest in a vent on our back porch!

This isn't my personl bird, but it's pretty much the same. And don't be fooled into thinking it's sweet or pretty or something because that @#$% thing is pure EVIL!