Ever throw a party and have the wrong person show up? As when the wise men informed Herod he should be celebrating the birth of a new king? The sick old Herod killed all the baby boys?
One day John drove to the store for just one thing; suet. His friends, the crows, were telling him from the power lines, the starlings had been screaming as they huddled around the empty suet cage and sparrows had been complaining from the kiwi. John got home and loaded the cage and within seconds out of the corner of my eye I saw several flashes of movement and heard a grand THUMP on the front window. I looked at the window and I saw a giant poop. John told me it squeezed out of a panicked starling. Our occasional visitor, the hawk, knew the scenario. he and was watching and waiting for John to throw the party.
“I filled the bird feeder but I got the wrong species.” John said. The poop is too high to reach, I blog instead of hauling around the ladder, and it’s still there.  nancymauerman.com