If you really want to know ...
I came home with dd one afternoon, and as I hauled the pushchair in through the door I heard a flapping noise, a bit like a cat-flap repeatedly opening ... I got dd out of her pushchair, came into the lounge, could see the cat by the flap, still the flapping noise, but it obviously wasn't the cat flap as the cat was sitting in front of it - then spotted the pigeon in the corner flapping its wings at the cat. Then spotted the pigeon poo, blood and gore all over the furniture, the floor, the cat, the walls ...
Silently screamed for a few seconds, got my heart beating again then dumped dd into the ladybird as the safest place to keep her out of the pigeon poo - removed cat from scene, stuck her in the garage, rescued pigeon (shudder) - then turned round and noticed I'd put dd into the ladybird upside down and her legs were flapping in the air.
It was at that point that I laughed so much that I fell over ... after I'd rescued her, of course.
She was perfectly happy upside down, btw ...
A true story, I kid you not.