I selected "No - and I'm Aspie".
I can't bear anything flapping around my face/head. That also applies to moths, butterflies, any winged insect or bats etc.
Birds like crows, ravens/rooks etc. seem evil, I don't like their caws.
There's a weird thing though. This will turn some of you off. I am very open to the spiritual side of things, and I have had some strange experiences with birds.
Once, when I was living abroad, I was visiting the apartment of a friend one evening (it was dark), the entrance to which was enclosed in a hallway that led to hers and the other apartments. We were having a really serious conversation about the meaning of life and death, some heavy stuff, and at the point at which we discussed spirits all of a sudden a bird appeared out of nowhere flapping frantically and thudding against the glass of her door. Bear in mind this was night time when birds are sleeping, to our knowledge there had never been an experience of any bird flying into the hallway (and it really was virtually all enclosed from the outside this hallway and she was at the furthest end from the bit that was open) and it was at the exact moment that we hit the most spiritual part of the conversation. I have read that birds are said to be carriers of spirits or connected to spirits. It came out of nowhere and made us both scream our heads off.
After my dad passed away, I came across the information about birds being connected with spirits and after I read this information I noticed that jackdaws were constantly around me, and they are very distinctive because of their size, colouring and noise. Being highly observant I would have noticed them before just even in passing, but never had. Since he passed away, and despite moving house, I keep seeing jackdaws and hearing their distinctive caws.
One time I was working at a temp job in this office place. The window to the office overlooked a tiny concrete courtyard which was enclosed by walls on all sides. The office was very quiet. At some point I looked up and noticed a pigeon outside the window. It just stood there looking in at me. I thought this was nothing initially, but every time I looked up it was still there, just looking directly at me. The window was shut, there was no food around or cooking smells to attract it, it was uninjured. It stayed there for a very long time, just looking directly at my eyes. It was the weirdest thing, for a wild animal with no reason to hang around, to be there for the longest time not diverting either its gaze or attention elsewhere. It wasn't even walking around picking at things like birds do, just watching me.
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DX AS & both daughters on the autistic spectrum