They get the insects that he doesn’t want.
What is he thinking as he looks behind him. How cognisant is he of the relationship with the jackdaws. Is he a willing partner, with both species knowing that they are working together? Or is he resigned to those bloody birds always sitting on his back and pecking away?
More than any of this, how much consciousness is an animal capable of? We humans anthropomorphosise animals. Do we do it because we are pattern finders, even when there is no pattern except as we construct it? Or do we see what is plainly there? Of course, we have an axe to grind – on the one hand we adore some animals and try to eradicate others. And we eat some of them. How can we have a clear head in what we purport to see?
Richmond Park, Fallow Deer and Jackdaws – Nikon D500 With 70-30mm Lens