I was assaulted by a pigeon today, though I blame the stupid tourist who was tossing bits of his lunch to the aggressive birds down by the wharfs in Boston. I had to duck and contort to stay out of the way of that damn thing as it dove down. 

Did you have the satisfaction of killing the assaulter? I was not able to kill either the pigeon or the tourist and had to soothe myself with a Latte.