The other day we were having breakfast and we heard a thump from the back of the house. We couldn’t find anything that had fallen down or any doors slammed shut or anything, really, to explain the noise. Okay. Weird, but whatever. That night at dusk I looked out Tessa’s window and saw a distinctly bird-shaped smudge on the window: a circle with two long triangles on either side. See it in the middle there? Just to the right of the backyard tree? And also a big crack in the window at the corner with a sliver of glass missing. I went outside and looked below the window and there were a few white feathers, but no bird body. It must have been a gladiator bird to break a glass pane and fly off to tell the tale!
Magrilless 
Time to decorate those windows?
We have had that happen a few times, luckily no broken window pane. Unfortunately for the bird, the dogs were ready to scoop it up before it could recover from shock.
That is creepy. Marissa and I hit a bird in the car driving to Austin; Sarah had a bird fly into her back patio window the day we got there; and Amy had a bird fly into her place aiming for the bird feeder. The end is coming….