bird brain, guts and all

I live in a house with lots of large windows, and glass doors. Our living area is a little like a glass house, sort of. Well, we have had many birdie accidents, and the most-fatal (if there's such a word), was discovered when we were about to move in.

I discovered the remains with Chess and her mum and Kally, and it was quite funny. We were walking towards the kitchen when I saw a white bird frozen (it was a cold day I think) lying on the deck. It was quite dead and fearing it would stink up the deck+house+surrounding air, I took a plastic chair and with chess' help, nudged the dead white bird off the side of the deck. I didn't think much about it after that. Just assumed that it died from the cold.

After moving in, we have realised that our house is a hazard to all these creatures with brains the size of nuts. In a nutshell, the birds don't realise that they're flying into a glass window. Sometimes you hear a sound like someone threw a pebble against the glass, but this time, it was a huge THUCK! during a quiet dinner that made me run to the window. Enough words, I'll show you pictures, and after that you guess whether the stupid bird lived.
















The bird left this behind. It does look like shit, but I doubt a bird can shit and concuss at the same time.














On closer inspection, I deduce it might be guts spewed from shock.





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I opened the window to look out to see the dead bird on the floor, but there was nothing! So I think it lived. It must have hit the window really hard, spewed its guts, and then rebounded off back into the sky.

Disappointed that there was no dead bird for me to nudge off again, I went back to eating my dinner, and the next day, my poor mum had to go out to wash the window that the window cleaner had just cleaned.