Howlific Howloween

So how was your howloween?

I spent Halloween morning helping my mom out sell stuff in a charity bazaar thingy in church. I honestly think that was the first and only church activity I voluntarily got involved in the past year besides the usual Sunday mass. That started at about 8am and ended around 1pm. Then at home, I became a Halloween couch potato for the rest of the day! I watched Starworld's Must Scream TV from 2pm till midnight! It was howlific! The Simpsons Halloween marathon special was until 7pm and then it showed World's Scariest Ghosts and then Ghosts: Fact or Fiction? But the toilet (commercial) breaks were too quick, dammit.

Let it be known that I love any topics of the paranormal.

A strange thing happened today. It had just finished raining, and as usual you could hear birds chirping and screaming about as they clean themselves dry, but my family and I heard quite a birdy commotion at the corridor in front of our house. We peeked out our lil door gate to the left and strained to see what was going on.

There was a Myna bird lying on the floor, motionless. One was standing next to it calling out loudly, and another stood over it on top of a barricade, as if protecting it. The one on the barricade flew off, and we went over to my brother's room window which was closer to the birds, to get a closer look to see what's actually going on. The Myna bird which stood next its seemingly dead partner had its legs holding on to the other's, and occasionally hopped slighty as if to shake the bird to life. But that Myna looked as if it had injured its wings or something. It didn't look right.

I decided to go out to investigate further. I didn't want to alarm or scare the birds, so I opened the gate slowly and viewed them from a distance, in case the Myna calls for backup and all the other Mynas perching nearby comes to attack me.

However, even with the distance I stood, the Myna started getting panicky and called out louder and spread its wings over the dead bird as if to protect it from any harm I might cause. It started hopping again, with its legs held tightly to the downed bird. At first I thought it was some freak-of-nature anomaly that the birds were joined together at the legs or something like that, like some birdy Siamese Twins.

Gimme a break, I was suffering from Post-Halloween Freakiness Disorder (PHFD).

The bird on the floor wasn't dead. It moved its wings when its friend hopped, but it did that so weakly that I thought that it was gonna die any moment.

Just then something happened.

In an flash the two birds hopped into the air and flew onto the barricade, and then flew off to the other building. VART JUST HAPPENED?!

In the end we came to a conclusion that the two birds were playing some birdy game on the barricade, and as it had just rained and it was slippery, the bird slipped, fell, konked its head, and passed out, only to be shaken to consciousness by its hopping, screaming partner. Heh.

How's that for a good "HUH?"

Oh and I've decided to start a cult. More on that later.