oh my god, a big f*ck off crow just flew down my chimney and into my front room, i totally shat myself, dragged my LO in his bouncy chair into the kitchen and shut the door, ran thru the front room under attack from the crow to get the phone, stood in the hallway and rang my mum then ran back into the room to get my front door keys each time sending the bird crazy and swooping at me, now however i was in a position where my baby was in the kitchen on his own with the door closed but i was just was too scared to run thru the room again to get to him. now its all over, (my mum came with a box and caught it) i feel awful that i didnt go to my baby, i thought id crawl over glass to get to him but i couldnt even run past a bird. feeling well crap now.