The other night, I had some old, stale bread left over. Although we don’t get many birds in our backyard this time of year, I didn’t want to waste any food, so I crumbled it up into tiny pieces and threw it in the backyard for the birds without paying much attention to it. And I would have forgotten all about it if I hadn’t heard the loud cawing of a crow the next morning, right after sunrise.

Caw! Caw!

It was so loud and persistent that I had to look out the window, wondering what all the commotion was about, having forgotten all about the bread crumbs from the night before.

And there it was… a crow so excited, so delighted, quickly pecking at the bread crumbs while also eagerly calling his friends to join him in his recently discovered, grand breadcrumb feast!

And sure enough, within seconds, at least 10 to 15 more crows had joined him and were swiftly pecking at the crumbs with their tiny beaks.