The birds have flown

Haven't seen them in several days now. Suspect they have all learned to fly and have gone off to bigger and better things.

What, may I ask, can be bigger and better than a dinky little birdhouse covered with possibly toxic immitation-paper, that twists around in the breeze on its string so that you have to wait for it to face you before you can fly into it, next to the "night light" that comes on every time the annoying, loud humans want to come out and smoke their foul cigarettes, often saturated by the evil deadly smoke from said cigarettes?

What, I ask you??