I often go to bed a good three hours before Dave. For several reasons, one being I just need more sleep than him. Often he will work on some luxurious project while I sleep or take my little brother to buy just released video games at midnight. I never know what to expect when I awake in the mornings, sometimes there is some new contraption on our car and other times a perfectly good computer will be in pieces all over the floor.
As I slept last Saturday night Dave got really hungry and decided to go grab a burger from McDonald's. McDonald's is very near by, and therefore Dave didn't feel the need to shut the garage door, when he returned he realized the mistake in this.
When Dave pulled into the garage he saw one of the birds flying into the garage light like some moth. Dave says the bird had clearly lost its mind and had regressed to its pre-evolution behaviors. For the next hour Dave fought to push the bird out of the garage. Since it's favorite hiding place was on top of the retracted garage door the task proved to be more difficult than expected. He tried everything from swatting at it to putting a light outside the garage.
Then suddenly, the bird disappeared. Dave didn't know if it died or flew off but it was finally gone. In the morning we searched the yard for any remains and all we found was one of the two deranged birds.