[fatlazyless]

Here's an old eagle story for you. One morning in the winter of 2002-2003, I shot a large grey squirrel at the bird feeder and tossed it dead about 20 yards out onto the frozen lake. Soon after that, three crows landed and started munching away, all sharing the dead squirrel body. And soon after that, three eagles which appeared to be a daddy, a mommy and a little eagle landed and shooed the crows away.

What happened next? Not, what I expected. Do the three eagles all share the dead squirrel, just like the crows? No, they do not. What happens is the big daddy eagle picks up the dead squirrel in its' talons and flys about a quarter mile further out onto the frozen lake near some open water and does not share the squirrel. It eats the whole squirrel all by itself, and the other two eagles apparently know enough not to even fly out there and approach the big daddy eagle. What a crummy, greedy, piggy eagle of a bird, that would not share that big dead squirrel.