The Bird Committee is having a meeting under my kitchen window.
Yesterday, I mowed the lawn, so today it’s “OMG! Someone scattered nommy bug-parts all over the place!” for the birds. They are being very funny – they are in a great big line and grub about, then hop forward practically in unison.
The symmetry of life has evolved so that every loss is a win for someone else, most of the time. This story did not work out so well for a lot of crickets and whatnots.