I haven't been attacked yet, but there is a female quail that lives about 1/2 mile down the road who likes to race me on my way to work. The neighbor next door used to have a flock of chickens who liked to play "chicken" when someone drove by. If you stopped, their kid would shout, "Go ahead and run over him, we'll eat him for dinner!"

Let's hope there's intelligent life somewhere in space 'cause it's buggar all down here. -- Monte Python