Ostrich
I always have loved Job.
The wings of the ostrich flap joyfully, though they cannot compare with the wings and feathers of the stork.
Job 39:13-17 Gavest thou the goodly wings unto the peacocks? or wings and feathers unto the ostrich? Which leaveth her eggs in the earth, and warmeth them in dust, And forgetteth that the foot may crush them, or that the wild beast may break them. She is hardened against her young ones, as though they were not hers: her labour is in vain without fear; Because God hath deprived her of wisdom, neither hath he imparted to her understanding
For some reason, The Most High made Ostrich's as they are.
One thing for sure, I would Never want to stand eye-to-eye with a mad one.