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My poor crowminions. Between the molt and the constant rain, they look like extras from a zombie movie.

A few days ago, all four of them arrived, yelling at the top of their lungs, so I walked outside. Carefully, because there was a stormfront and it was almost on top of us: big piles of black clouds and thunder and winds knocking the tree limbs around. I looked up and said, "Crows! What are you doing! There's a storm, this is not time for eating!"

But they didn't stop making noise when I came out, the way they usually do when they're hungry. Instead three of them fell silent and one looked directly at me and started talking loudly. (Not cawing, but talking with the interesting variations of noises. Just really loud.)

When I said, "I don't understand you, crows!" A second one flew onto the screen near my head, looked down at me, and added his voice to his friends. Yaw yaw urgle muh aw aw muh aw AW YAW YAW!

I pointed at the storm. "Crows! It's going to storm! I am going inside, where there's shelter! You go find shelter too!" And I pointed at my house and backed toward the door. They watched, very intently, until I stepped inside.

After that, they stopped talking. Two of them joined the third on the screen and... well, patrolled. They kept looking inside the house at me. (They can and do look at me through the windows so they know whether to call for breakfast.) After a few minutes, by mutual unspoken agreement, they all flew away.

Now, they obviously didn't want food, because their behavior when they want food is very different. I can't help but wonder... did they want to tell me about the storm?

Crow: BIPED WITH FLOWER HAIR

Crow: DO NOT GET ELECTROCUTED

Crow: DO NOT BE STUPID LIKE OTHER BIPEDS AND RUSH AROUND OUTSIDE

Crow2: DON'T BE STUPID BIPED GO INSIDE

Crow2: LIGHTNING ELECTROCUTES 

Crow2: OKAY??

Me: *saluting birds*

They've come before another big big storm now, too, also to talk instead of eating. I find it charming and perplexing. <3