But something on a different scale happened in my house a few days back, my house was under siege, under attack. And by whom? You'll never guess. crows!!!!!
The crows had a problem, their young chick which couldn't fly had fallen from the nest and was hobbling along the ground, vulnerable to cats or dogs or even human beings.
They attacked anyone who came near the baby and we could only leave home armed. Arms included sticks, helmets and even umbrellas. But soon the action died down and we could walk out in peace.
It was a day of high drama, both for the crows and for us. The neighbours stood outside and warned all passer-by's of the impending danger, a peck from a feathered friend.