My parents' house in Colorado used to back up to a sizable field where a number of hawks lived. The hawks would chase birds into the large kitchen windows in the back of the house, stunning them, and fly off with lunch. That was gross.
I'm not entirely sure what it is that causes birds to fly into our windows here at our house in Phoenix but they do pretty often. One died and one hurt itself so badly it couldn't move and we ended up having to take it to a bird rescue shelter.
I thought all of this was pretty gross and really quite unfortunate. But then I read this story.
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