You know the episode where George hits a bird with his car because it didn't fly out of the way? Well that happened to me this morning. It waited until I was right on it, tried to fly against the length of my grill instead of going the other way which was closer and would have lead to safety, and I popped it. Looked in the rear view mirror and it was like feather fireworks. I felt bad for it, but there was nothing I could do, Jerry!