No wonder the Italians have such a reputation for cowardice. At this time of year Italian 'hunters' flock to Malta, dressed in heavy-duty hunting gear of the sort that a German might don to do battle with a wild boar, and armed with 12 and 16 bore guns; their quarry is, er, small garden songbirds. Mostly finches. Anything bigger is considered dangerous by Italian hunters; they fear being pecked on the ankle by the fearsome pheasant, and will run from a pigeon. Also, they can't shoot very well - so rather than taking flying birds (which are too small to see) they 'hunt' exhausted finches as the birds sit resting on branches from their non-stop flight from Africa.
Hail the mighty virile Italian hunter! Killer of sparrows! He triumphs over wrens! Huzzah!