I’ve been watching these babies for the past couple of days. A few days ago, they simply looked uncomfortable — silent, shifting around, trying to squeeze in. Today, you can hear them fussing and griping from several yards away. Poor guys, they are so over this. They can’t fly, but there’s not room for them either. So they’re shoving each other like a bunch of cranky toddlers. I’m guessing tomorrow they’ll be gone.