Crow Chronicles # 3
It's getting closer to the fall now and it seems that the juvenile has grown up some. They're not constantly begging for food, and now the three of them sit quietly (sort of) and wait for food.
I've been leaving water out and every so often one of them will knock the water over. I assumed it was an accident at first, now it seems intentional. Just this morning I heard the water get knocked over and went outside to find all three of them sitting in the tree and one of them had taken a giant shit on my porch table. Needless to say I am not happy.