Busy day, today; I’m afraid it’ll have to be a bird-and-run.
Stop eating my one surviving plant, you greedy gull.
Not as exciting as a baby crow, but this little bird looks awfully soft and squeezable. (Though, one probably shouldn’t squeeze it.)
No, Mother, I didn’t forget you. Here, look, I was outside:
I found these outside. Next time, I’ll take a proper camera, and get proper pictures.