My apologies, and the excrement of birds

Sorry the blog has been a bit of a "blahg" lately. I don't have time to think, much less type those thoughts out. Things will get calmer in life, or I will amazingly require less sleep. Either way, sometime I should be able to post more.

Now, on to my story.

This morning, when I let Tux outside, a bird flew into the house through our screen door. (The screen is severely lacking in this particular door.)

The bird flew into the kitchen and rammed into a cabinet. Then she hopped into the living room and sat on Dillon's play table. She went under the couch and beat her wings furiously for a few minutes. Then she went under the entertainment center where she stayed for a long time. Armed with a colander and a piece of cardboard, I finally got her to fly out the open door.

My issue is not with the presence of this bird in my house. It is with the sheer volume of poop she produced in those few minutes. It rivaled the bowel movement of a small dog. Seriously!

I remember having a bird when I was younger. He pooped a lot, but I also didn't clean his cage often enough. For whatever reason, there was always a lot of mess in the bottom of his living environment.

But today, this bird put a lot of mess in MY living environment! I swept. I vacuumed. I wiped the floor to make sure there was no residual poop.

That is a lot of work to clean up after one tiny bird. I know she was scared - the colander and cardboard didn't look anything like the branch of a tree. So here is my theory to account for the amount of poop:

When frightened, the internal organs of a bird turn to excrement so that the bird can make himself lighter in order to properly respond to "fight or flight." I think it sounds reasonable. Anyone want to help me test this hypothesis?