I've had red-wing black birds buzzing my front wheel right in front of my fairing. Kind of neat, acutally.

I also engage in "conversations" with them. I ding my bell and they chirp back. I know, I know, the things we are saying are not the sort of things I say in front of my mother ("get out of my territory you %##**&!"), but I do enjoy it.

I'll pass on the bees.