Birds
When I was about 7, I went to visit Aunt Marianne's house in Corpus Christi. We went out to run around for the day, and when we got home, there was a bird flying around the house. Anyone that knew my Aunt knows that she was TERRIFIED of birds. She ran out of the house and slammed the door, leaving both Lizzie and I in the house (age 6 and 7) to fend for ourselves. After chasing the bird around the house with brooms for about 30 minutes, with her yelling directives from the garage, we managed to get it into the fireplace. Aunt Marianne finally came back in the house and proceeded to tell us how to build a bird proof cage of fireplace screen and magazines to protect us all.