Pardon the crudeness, but the birds have reached a new low. Their terratorial-ness/laziness and desire to be as close as possible to their food has resulted in the following perching posture:
THAT’S RIGHT! Their little rear ends are perched right over their food dish and, yes curious reader, they DO poop in their food dish! What are they thinking? I do not know. All I know this is another respect in which they do NOT resemble me and my siblings for whom they are named after. FYI.
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