Corvidae cause I’m wicked smaht

I love all of them, but probably corvids, cause we’d relate over shiny things.

This year, I started always having some unsalted peanuts in my handbag too share with crows in case I get a random encounter. Even if most of them probably never have seen one, they only take seconds to figure out to crack the shell. I go past them stop and then throw the peanuts behind me (but not directly at them). That gets their attention immediately without scaring them.

Anyone not at the corvid table consider yourself blocked.

corvids.

Corvid gang obviously

corvids are the dickheads of the bird world and i relate to that

I’m apparently not allowed inside the building.

Caw caw fellow corvids.

(Are they falling for it?)

Songbirds, but I’m being bullied by the corvids and crying

do not sit with birds of prey. their tabble smells like ass. I am not goint to give the name of one particiluar bird who was responsible for odour

corvids are gonna have the only actual intelligent conversation so eyah

I’m chilling with the hummingbirds and woodpeckers just out of the shot

The only reason I’m not feeling great about the corvid table is that I feel they’d bully me.

Waterfowl. We’re planning to go out to the lagoon this weekend.

In reality the blue jays would have their own table they would never allow themselves to be sorted in with the general corvids