The Egret's Last Supper

I was feeding Snowman and Whitey when another egret appeared. Green on bill like Whitey, and Whitey didn't care for it and went into attack mode. Then low and behold another egret flew down from the roof, bill like Snowman and also wanted shrimp. Hrmpf! Not enough shrimp for four and no plans for ever feeding four. Forget it. I went for my camera and when I came out, with the cup still in my hand, more pecking occured and white feathers flew. Also not my plan to start a range war. In the photo are the two green bills. The other two had flown to either end of the roof to get out of the line of fire. So, I have learned my lesson. No more giant bird feeding for me. Mom can do as she wishes. If you ask me, 20 ducks, 30 squirrels, numerous Jays and Crows and the little unidentified blackbirds; Martins? Cowbirds? Grackles? Plain ole Blackbirds. Whatever. That should be enough for any two old ladies.