Mockingbird Mayhem

The other day I got the scare of my life (maybe I lost one of my lives). I was out in the yard quietly sunning myself when something flew at me. I jumped up, ran inside and hide under the table. It was a bird and it followed me inside. The bird realizing what happened flew from one side of the room to the other, squawking loudly. I think it wanted out. My friend DOG was trying to help (some help) chased the bird into another room barking at it. The noise was awful. Finally the bird saw the open door and flew out into the yard. The last I saw, it was sitting in a tree breathing hard. I guess it was afraid too. Now I look carefully when I go out. Just in case!