Today, my sister's friend came over. They were playing outside just a little while, and they found birds (which I already knew about) in our bird house, and started looking at them. My sister, we shall call her Carly, told her friend not to touch the birds, but she did, and opened the bird house's door and petted them-She wouldn't stop, and repeatedly ignored Carly telling her to get. the he(ck). away. from. the birds...until they all freaked out and all flew out. One of them wasn't a good flyer, and flew so low that my dog caught her mid-air. It's horrifying, cause this friend of my sister doesn't care. She's like a bulldozer, she just goes and goes and goes, and never considers what her actions might do. I think she's mildly sociopathic. Anyhow, we have a sad sister, a dead bird, and a rotten child. Sigh