A friend met a pheasant whilst landing a glider; it hit the airbrakes pretty hard.
I had a near miss when landing a 150 in Florida: all forty degrees hanging out, just over the hedge when the sand crane decided to take off. They're BIG. I was pretty much committed and (s)he manoeuvred as best (s)he could. Convinced I could read the expression, it's possibly the only time I could claim true empathy with a bird.