Only make it night time, in between a swamp and a biker bar by then ame of 'Otto's Cajun Daquiris & Karaoke', and about 100,000X more terrifying.

The bitch blind-sided me too.

Now I'm all for the ethical treatment of animals, but I'm sorry... if I'm in a life or death situation, I WILL slap an egret... AND DON'T YOU DARE JUDGE ME. You think you know who you are??? YOU DON'T KNOW WHO YOU ARE!! © Crash

EDIT: I left out the best part!! As the egret is ferociously flapping at my face, I look up, and what do I see but...THE FUCKING OWL. Looking a little too pleased with the situation, if you smell what I'm cooking. Pardon the pun, but... I think they were in ca-hoots.

Long story short, no one got hurt. I think. I mean, I know *I* wasn't hurt. It's hard to tell with egrets, since they fly kind of funny to begin with.

Here's a picture, for those of you who failed 9th grade biology:

http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Imagen:Egretta_thula1.jpg

Doesn't really do the beast justice though. You really gotta look directly into their eyes to get the full effect.