Oh noes!
I grew some in one of my raised beds last year.
Hubby had to rescue a grackle from the wood stove chimney, through the pipe in the basement. After it flew directly into a window, stunning itself, instead of heading for the open door, Hubby was able to take it to the door, where it promptly took off.
Doncha love a good ending?
sure do!
That is a good ending, compared to a dead grackle in the stove pipe!