Obviously his dying wish was to take you with him, bet he was up in bird heaven sniggering as you sorted that one out.
My co-pilot flew us up the arse of a seagull at 110kts in a Sea King once which did nothing for my peace of mind and even less for the seagull's, but the windscreen stayed intact and at least when we landed we had a nice engineer to clean the giblets off for us.