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Yes he's coming for me, but I'm feeding them.
They were fed by my mammaw (grandmother) everyday at the same time- 4pm. While I was at her house for her funeral I went out on the porch at 4pm, not thinking of the birds till they all started landing on the porch & flying over head. It made me smile, they missed her too. In her memory I fed them. They would loop around and around, then one at a time, dive down closer to me, slightly pausing right above me and wait for me to toss a piece of bread. It was like she taught them to take turns.
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