I was reading one morning when a loud noise was heard at our patio slider. It startled me and our Bashan Poodle guard dog which ran for safety under the bed. I looked outside and found feathers but no bird. It must have flown away with a bad headache and a few less feathers. It left a perfect print of it's self on the glass which I was able to capture. 2/17/22 By Jerry Cunnington