I have crows. They are innocent and darling behavior. They put their all foods, bread, biscuits and grains , sweets to the bird bath. and then eat bit by bit. A mother came with his large baby. And sometimes couples and many.
In the sunshine their feathers reflect tons of colors. It's not black beauty nay more.
Flock of crows, "murder" is the name for it.
They don't hurt for house sparrows or other birds in my garden.
But, I can remind they pull from large rats tails. and that"murder"s kill that rats. I saw it at a store yard area at capital city. And tons of dead crows under the huge trees.
Once I was wasing my hands in an upstairs. I saw that "murder" s going to kill another crow.
I ran to save it. That;s first time I see they kill their one.
Life changed to , I mean that life with crows change to another life with another crows. but they can fly. so may be some of old crows are in this new gang.
Still I'm thinking , How to survive from crows.
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