We had a HUGE thunderstorm. Grandpa John went into the bedroom to close the window, and guess what? I big pigeon was sitting on the windowsill. INSIDE the bedroom! Grandpa shooed him out the window, and he sat on the ledge outside while it rained. I stood on the otherside of the window. I am bigger than he is, and I think I scared him.

Look on the ledge under him. Yes, that's bird poop! (Shh, But don't tell anybody.)