Alfred Hitchcocked

Safety, sanctuary, suburbia - until you are taloned in the back of the head by an overzealous bird. Having a pleasant jog on the Prairie Path heading west from Elmhurst this morning when all of a sudden I felt a presence behind me and then was attacked in the back of my head by a really protective and dedicated bird. I made one of those really strange sounds you make when completely surprised and terrified and did some weird hop and skip while flailing my arms about in response to the menacing creature. It hovered over me for a while more, cawing, while I cowered and scampered beyond her territory to safety. Certainly did not have that on my list of things that might happen today.

Re-enacment selfies.