That is right! Crows are bossy and I don’t mean the cow named Bossy from old.
When I leave the house for a walk, the resident murder starts following me. They get a tad bit pushy when I don’t come up with peanuts fast enough.
I can’t understand the words they use but I am sure some of them are swearing at me. Then again some must be sending me nice things too. I will be walking along and they swoop over my head and feather my shoulder. Some folks tell of being racked by crows but not me. I am one of the good guys in their eyes.
Then they get impatient and start giving me the one-four of cawing and send in the oldest biggest crow to strut in front of me. That is a subtle reminder that they have a tally that I must pay.
So, not only are humans bossy but so are crows.