I hate ostriches. There is a really stinky building at Hogle Zoo. (As soon as I say the words "stinky, building and zoo", everyone knows exactly the building I am talking about.) When I was a kid, outside this building there was an open area that you had to walk through to get out. And in that open area - free roaming ostriches.
An ostrich chased me once. I may have been 4 or even younger. But I remember being chased by an ostrich. It was a mean sunofabitch. If my memory serves me correctly, it spit. It may have also had fangs. It's claws where sharp. It had death in it's eyes. It made a strange noise.
An ostrich will attack. They will attack with a vicious veracity that I have never seen in any other animal. I hate them. They are my animal kingdom nemesis. (I also hate Cougar and the possum, but not as much as I hate the Ostrich.)
If there was an ostrich in my house right now, I would snap it's neck. I wouldn't even care. Even if PETA where here in my house eating twinkies and cool aid with me. I would break it's neck so bad! You don't even know!