Embarrassment is for the birds.

There is a small tree in my backyard that my kids climb in the summer.
I was sitting on my back porch today when I noticed a large bird clutching onto the trunk of this tree. It was ka-ka-ing and pecking away when I moved my hand and it looked at me. He looked me right in the eye and squawked and as he did he lost his footing and fell off the tree. In an instant he was up and looking at me again. His eyed looked wider. I immediately felt sorry for him and looked away so that he wouldn't think I was laughing at him. He hopped over to the snow and pecked at it, glancing at me all the while like he meant to do that. Then hopped back to the tree and resumed his pecking.
This got me thinking. He sure looked embarrassed. Could he have really been? I mean, he's a bird, right? Do birds think like that? Then I just imagined this flock of birds flying around in formation and one of them is kind of daydreaming a little and wanders off course and slams into a window or pole and all the other birds are squawking and calling him dumbass and he's just like "Shit. They're never gonna let this one go."