Revenge of the pigeons in blackpropaganda

Every morning I cut up bread into small bits, soak it and throw it out on the back lawn. In variable now five or six fat pigeons descend and scoff it all up before the smaller birds can get at it. I got pissed off with this - and so I open the door every so often and try to scare them off. This morning they were there in the sunshine and I opened the door and rushed out waving my arms - and immediately felt a shooting pain in my left thigh - yep - I had pulled a hamstring. I got back indoors - collapsed with the shock - SW.. was out - and could see the pigeons back finishing off their breakfast. Never again