My independent, stubborn leg will not stop me from slogging around the lake. Neither will squirrels throwing pine cones. (I swear it almost happened once.) Nor will birds with incredible aim. I once heard that being hit by bird poop was good luck, but I'll bet that the saying is just to make people feel better. Kind of like rain on your wedding day. Either way, it's pretty hilarious! I'm pretty sure the poop was for Emma. I'm just saying....