Enough with the dead birds already. Thousands of dead fish too. It's starting to creep me out.

When I was a kid I had a bird land in my hair and get stuck...must have been a bad kid hair day. I still can feel the utter terror of it all, until he was able to extricate himself from my crowning glory and fly away. But even after we parted company I had a mild case of the shakes and an over production of my lacrimal glands.

Birds give me the willies, but I do adore that at the same time...from afar, behind my dining room window where the feeders hang and my regular winged guests come for a snack.

So, this new report of birds falling from the sky in Sweden has me on edge. I hope this is it now. Avian flu is one thing but avian psychosis is another...