What does that have to do with it? For years, until this year, I fed the crows, ravens, rooks, all of them in my garden. I have a yard wide stone bird table. I gave them a variety of various foods, peanuts, raisins, and so on, and cut the bread into squares. They came in flocks to feed. They would fly to the high tree, and along the tops of the roofs.
They had a very precise order to their food. One bird, usually a raven, would fly down and walk around the table and the ground to see what was on offer. Then the other birds would come down to eat, and at nesting times, would take the food back to the nest. When fledged, they would feed the young on the ground or on rooftops.
They never messed on the table or the ground where they fed. They squabbled very occasionally. Otherwise, they showed great respect.
One afternoon I went into the back room where I could not hear any noise in front, for a rest. I got up to make some tea and was greeted by a cacophony of noise. When I looked out of the window there were thousands of crows, possibly every crow in the county, flying over the garden.
I went out to see why, and at the bottom of my wheelchair ramp there was a crow trapped in an oven shelf which I had propped up, but which had fallen on the ground and trapped the poor bird. Thousands of crows - more than the film 'birds' were in the garden (58ft wide and long). Perhaps because I could not move quickly, they allowed me to approach the trapped one. It looked terrified. For some reason, because I had not been in that position before, I put my finger on my lips, like you do a child, and the bird visibly relaxed enough for me to lift the shelf (one of those with rods from the oven) and allow it to fly away. The difference between the noise and the silence when I appeared was palpable. When the trapped one was airborne, all those birds flew away.
Above them I saw the kites, large birds of prey, and realised that the thousand strong flock was protecting the one trapped bird from the kites. I don't think many people would do that, do you? I don't know how long the bird had been trapped, but somehow they could muster a whole county full of crows in a very short time.