I can't believe that I am starting my blog with this funny bird story. The other night my wife hosted her girls' youth group from church, to come over, have tacos, and watch a movie. Before she started with them, the girls wanted to see our new baby goats and other farm animals. As I walked out the door, I turned back to look up the stairs in our house. All of a sudden...WHAM!!! I got hit in the head with what I thought was a dirt clod or rock! I turn around...."What in the world?" There was a smudge of blood on the front door, and a flutter of wings in our living room. I had been hit in the head with a pigeon! It was now flying inside our house. The youth kids were screaming and laughing! The bird landed on our freshly painted shelving, took off and then hit our vacuum cleaner that was standing up at the end of the hall! I was able to pick it up, and then one of the girls wanted to let it go outside. It flew off like nothing had happened. We then determined that the blood on the door was the bird's....not mine!