We have a crow problem at work. Well, it’s not really a problem…it’s actually somewhere on the border between annoying and amusing. You see, two crows have decided it’s their duty to attack our windows at random moments. Wings flailing and talons making a lovely chalkboard screech against the glass as the crows pound on it with their pointy little skulls. They seem VERY determined to accomplish….well…whatever the heck it is they are trying to accomplish.
I’m just glad they don’t have hammers.
P.S. The title of this post is in reference to the fact that the proper name for a group of crows is a murder. If you didn’t already know that, now you do. Your life is complete.