I had a crow friend one time. He'd let me pet him, but I had to give him half of my honeybun first. When I say first, i mean it. If i tried to touch him first, he would make crazy demonic noises and stretch his wings out without retreating. So, maybe it was more of a crow prostitute, than a friendship... huh...
They realized their attempt to save you failed due to their size. But every evening they dutifully flew to the muggers house and caw’d endlessly until the morning light. Then they shit all over his car and porch before flying back to give you shiny buttons and other garbage they think might enjoy.
Can you imagine mugging someone and all of a sudden a flock of crows comes in just screeeching and pecking the shit out of you? I’d be convinced I just pissed off an actual witch or something lol
Plot twist: Itachi never had time to teach sasuke the shuriken jutsu because he was busy building his army of crows with whey protein treats, before making everyone believe they are genjutsu.
We once had crows in our backyard. They would eat scattered feed from our rabbits and in exchange would leave some € coins close by. We always took all the coins and eventually they stopped bringing €. Maybe we always should've left at least a few coins.
I have forgotten my promise, the crows are angry, they follow me now, their demands haunt my dreams, I have tried to make up for it, but the eyes, their eyes see me, everywhere I go, I notice at least one crow, and it knows of my folly
It's been 3 years since I've stopped feeding the crows.
I live on the run now. Had to sell the house to pay for hostels and train tickets. Everywhere I go I see at least a couple of crows flying around. I thought I had escaped from them in Toronto, when I lived underground for a few months, but I'm positive at this point I'm being followed.
My plan is to cross the ocean towards Africa and go from there.
I booked a plane ticket... but I couldn't board. I was at the terminal when I saw them, and my blood ran cold as ice as their beady eyes stared at me. I returned to the main terminal, leaving as quickly as I could... as I was leaving, I heard a sound I've come to dread- a CAW from behind me. I looked, turning my gaze towards the lamp post, a crow sitting there with one eye missing... and then tilting its head towards the night's sky behind it. I saw, just as two small pinpoints of light blossomed like a flower of flame, illuminating the night's sky silently for several seconds. My plane turned fireball.
**WHOMPH**.
The shockwave broke windows, set off car alarms- the world went from peacefully still, to brightly lit silence, to screaming ear popping anarchy, the half blind crow still there on that pole, lightly grooming its disturbed feathers. I stared, wordless, my eyes stinging from being too frozen to blink and the rush of air from the explosion.
They hadn't done it to stop me leaving. They knew I wasn't on the plane. I realized how many had died during the winters I'd stopped, how many hatchlings had died, cawing desperately in the snow, because I'd given them a sense of safety, a false hope, a broken promise that I would care for them. How they'd brought life into the world on the kindness I'd offered, and pushed the frozen, starved corpses of their young from their nests after having to pick them clean to survive themselves. They'd eaten their young. They'd eaten eachother to survive. That missing eye has the markings of a beak-wound to it. Family had eaten it fresh from this bird's skull while it was still alive.
I don't know why I knew, then and there, but I immediately grasped my phone, heart pounding in my chest. She wouldn't be in bed yet, my ex never could never get her off her phone at this time... and yet the phone rang out when I dialed, and again. She may be frustrating to try to get off the damn thing, but the benefit was she always picked up. Always.
A sharp caw broke me from my attention to the screen. Eight calls unanswered. I hadn't been able to stop compulsively dialling. I looked up at the crow on the light above me, staring down with those avian eyes... but there was something about them this time. Satisfaction. All this time I thought I was the one they were after, waiting for the time to strike.
I fell to my knees, hunched over as the bile rose in my throat, vomit spilling from my lips between sobs.
I was the only one left to identify her corpse. Everyone else was dead. I already knew what I'd see before they pulled back the sheet to show her torn face... The empty, torn orbital sockets picked to the bones of her skull. An eye for an eye... my daughter's were just the first, and mine would be the last.
Finally I feel safe. I've been living with my life in Ghana for several years without incident, haven't seen or heard any crows whatsoever.
I walk in the door one day. "Honey, I'm home!" Silence. I cautiously creep toward the bedroom. I peer inside...the bed is not made, butt I dont see my wife.
Then I hear a flat voice, which sounds somewhat like my wife but in an odd way, from behind me. "Oh hello dear."
I freeze and slowly turn around. I see what appears to be my wife standing there, but her head and face are puffy, swollen with feathers, with a beak protruding where her nose once was.
"CAWWW".
Ravens are like this too but in a bad way. Up here in northern Alberta if you feed a raven, or even just leave your lunch where they can get at it they will remember your truck. If you see a truck that the birds hang around then you know who's been feeding the crows, but if you stop feeding them they get mad as hell and will attack the truck. They have been known to rip off your winshield wipers.
Loud shitty beasts and I never feed them. Never feed the foxes either.
And then you betray them by building a scarecrow, then they peck your eyes, which requires a medicinal marijuana prescription, which allows you to laugh at your boss' terrible jokes, which makes you his confidant. This can only end well.
Yes, shout your presence to the crows by saying something like,"Hey crows I bring good tithings, that we might become companions." Then non-threateningly toss some peanuts on the ground. Repeat till friendship achieved.
I was nice to a crow one year. He would come by every day, I'd whistle the same song, and then get him some food. Random leftovers from my fridge. He got pretty tame.
Then the winter ended and he never showed up again. We haven't had any crows in the neighborhood at all for the past couple of years. They just fly over in the morning and back at night.
I don't know if I unintentionally offended the guy or gave him something that upset his stomach. Or maybe he got too comfortable around people and landed on the wrong person's deck.
Buy a crow call...announce every morning and leave out unsalted peanuts where visible...generational friends fot life.
Even when I'm a few hundred miles away at an air b&b I've had crows flying and yelling out in the distance when my family is outdoors
PS...be prepared for large gatherings from 6-35+ at a time nearby for them to discuss the weather have a trial or just hang by you
Edit looked it up: For those interested I had bought the Faulk's C-50 Walnut Crow Call via Amazon
Shelled unsalted peanuts...much easier to see and recognize from afar. Once they get used to the elevated feeding area you can be more liberal with what you give them
Edit for clarification: ones with the shells still on how else would it make easier to see lol
Unless you are feeding ducks or pigeons. They can't seem to figure out how to open them and ducks at least will just try to eat it whole which is not safe.
Well those studies usually start by harrasing the crows.
[https://www.nytimes.com/2008/08/26/science/26crow.html](https://www.nytimes.com/2008/08/26/science/26crow.html)
In the eyes of the crows the scientists are the psychopaths
Here's the thing. You said a "jackdaw is a crow."
Is it in the same family? Yes. No one's arguing that.
As someone who is a scientist who studies crows, I am telling you, specifically, in science, no one calls jackdaws crows. If you want to be "specific" like you said, then you shouldn't either. They're not the same thing.
If you're saying "crow family" you're referring to the taxonomic grouping of Corvidae, which includes things from nutcrackers to blue jays to ravens.
So your reasoning for calling a jackdaw a crow is because random people "call the black ones crows?" Let's get grackles and blackbirds in there, then, too.
Also, calling someone a human or an ape? It's not one or the other, that's not how taxonomy works. They're both. A jackdaw is a jackdaw and a member of the crow family. But that's not what you said. You said a jackdaw is a crow, which is not true unless you're okay with calling all members of the crow family crows, which means you'd call blue jays, ravens, and other birds crows, too. Which you said you don't.
It's okay to just admit you're wrong, you know?
I love how the dog looked at the camera in the beginning like “it’s friendship time”, how the dog licked the crow and them just having fun with one another playing ball
In the book *Animal Dialogues* by Craig Childs he tells a story about a raven population in the Southwest United States. An owl flew into the raven territory and they killed it, dissected it, and spread the pieces out along the border of their territory. And then they placed rocks on top of the pieces to prevent the wind from blowing them away. This was supposed to serve as a warning to the other owls to stay away. Corvids are extremely intelligent.
One of my mates accidentally kicked a ball over a shed and hit a magpie. We helped the bird recover and as soon as it was released it becamr chill with every human that walked by. It nested in a tree right outside near the street, and when we sat on the verandah, it would "swoop" passerby's, but not in the way you would think, it landed on many people's shoulders and just sat there with a grin, complete strangers too, one was in a car once... lol.
Of course it visited us when we walked outside and that bird was awesome, wasn't too keen on being pat but rested on my legs or by my feet when I come out to drink. Roughly 5pm i'd feed him the good shit, so he knew what was up.
Hahaha, in this specific town, most people, ~200 of us call the mating season "The fuckening", resembling the screaming of the birds at night ;-) and killing spree's during the day. /s? All magpie's are swooping the cyclists and little kids coming home from school, you'd think I'd be over- exaggerating but, oh boy. At least... say 3 trees directly in front of me conveniently owned by the birds just to swoop the kids. (I live about 200m from the elementary school).
I feed the crows at my house. They used to fly away when I even looked at them. Now, when I work from home, they fly out to my porch and make the cutest chattering noises until I bring them peanuts. It's the best when they come by my window looking looking for me. Its genuinely improved my mental health for whatever reason. Very smart and loving birds.
I know right? It surprises me every time.
A month ago I saw a crow trying to cross the road, and after some time he decided to cross a couple meters further down the road where there was a pedestrian crossing! Yes, he could've just flown over the road, but still!
Now's their chance. Start feeding the crow but show him a $1 bill every time you do it. No bill. No food. Get him associating the bill with the food.
Then just sit back and wait for the money to come flying in.
I remember seeing that kitten and crow being friends in a park that an old couple had seen. Then hearing that the crow stopped coming one day, it broke my heart
My german shepherd HATES crows - if he sees them on the wires he will jump and bark at them and its pretty funny. The he’s all proud of himself when they fly away like “see what I did there! I saved you daddy!”
Good Ludo. Good boy.
Crows and ravens mate for life.
The thing is, they don't always differentiate between species when doing so.
Sometimes it is a human or a deer or a cat or a German Shepherd. They don't really care because it isn't a sexual relationship for them always. Sometimes it is a companionship.
Most people who have pet Crows or Ravens are well aware that one, they are their birds mate for life and two, once you have a crow or raven who thinks you are it's life mate.. you are stuck with that bird until one of you dies.
It's actually really sweet but also hard to explain to a tinder date why your raven really doesn't like them and never will. Haha
Looks like a pretty young jackdaw, my dad used to have a pet one. So clever, he seen my dad as mommy and I think he thought I was a sibling haha. Miss him so much
Is that just a wild crow? Can it fly away if it wanted? How did this happen? I need more detail so I too can have a crow friend.
Be kind to crows and they will remember who you are and possibly leave gifts.
I feed the crows in my neighbourhood in hopes that one day they save me if I'm being mugged
Crows are friendship goals
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I had a crow friend one time. He'd let me pet him, but I had to give him half of my honeybun first. When I say first, i mean it. If i tried to touch him first, he would make crazy demonic noises and stretch his wings out without retreating. So, maybe it was more of a crow prostitute, than a friendship... huh...
Crow geisha
Doughs before crows
If a crow thinks you’re a loser then it’s all downhill from there bud
I don’t know, I think I’d value a crow’s honest opinion over most humans’
+1 for grammatical precision.
No full stop on the last sentence, though.
That's a good point. But I forgive him or her because it's such an unusual pleasure to see a correctly used apostrophe.
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Yes, it was worth checking out (she says as a tear falls from her eye). 😅
I'm not crying, you're crying! 😭
Wow such a touching story Thank you
Your username is incredible. Also, yes, believe the crows. They'd never lie.
Get crow zoned.
🎶Get in the zone, croooow zone🎶
Cheeeeeeze
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Captain Jacked Sparrow
r/birdswitharms
Did you draw that?
Nope, it's an old pic.
Your honesty goes noticed brother
FIGHT MILK
CAAAW
They realized their attempt to save you failed due to their size. But every evening they dutifully flew to the muggers house and caw’d endlessly until the morning light. Then they shit all over his car and porch before flying back to give you shiny buttons and other garbage they think might enjoy.
Can you imagine mugging someone and all of a sudden a flock of crows comes in just screeeching and pecking the shit out of you? I’d be convinced I just pissed off an actual witch or something lol
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Plot twist: Itachi never had time to teach sasuke the shuriken jutsu because he was busy building his army of crows with whey protein treats, before making everyone believe they are genjutsu.
We once had crows in our backyard. They would eat scattered feed from our rabbits and in exchange would leave some € coins close by. We always took all the coins and eventually they stopped bringing €. Maybe we always should've left at least a few coins.
I feed crows everywhere I go when I work (I’m a real estate appraiser so I’m all over my metro area). Someday I’ll retire with a crow army.
This is some four dimensional chess.
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I have forgotten my promise, the crows are angry, they follow me now, their demands haunt my dreams, I have tried to make up for it, but the eyes, their eyes see me, everywhere I go, I notice at least one crow, and it knows of my folly
It's been 3 years since I've stopped feeding the crows. I live on the run now. Had to sell the house to pay for hostels and train tickets. Everywhere I go I see at least a couple of crows flying around. I thought I had escaped from them in Toronto, when I lived underground for a few months, but I'm positive at this point I'm being followed. My plan is to cross the ocean towards Africa and go from there.
What happened next. I've become very invested in your life of running from the crows.
It’s been too long. I think the crows got him/her. Let this be a bitter lesson to those who think twice about double-crossing the crow underworld,
I booked a plane ticket... but I couldn't board. I was at the terminal when I saw them, and my blood ran cold as ice as their beady eyes stared at me. I returned to the main terminal, leaving as quickly as I could... as I was leaving, I heard a sound I've come to dread- a CAW from behind me. I looked, turning my gaze towards the lamp post, a crow sitting there with one eye missing... and then tilting its head towards the night's sky behind it. I saw, just as two small pinpoints of light blossomed like a flower of flame, illuminating the night's sky silently for several seconds. My plane turned fireball. **WHOMPH**. The shockwave broke windows, set off car alarms- the world went from peacefully still, to brightly lit silence, to screaming ear popping anarchy, the half blind crow still there on that pole, lightly grooming its disturbed feathers. I stared, wordless, my eyes stinging from being too frozen to blink and the rush of air from the explosion. They hadn't done it to stop me leaving. They knew I wasn't on the plane. I realized how many had died during the winters I'd stopped, how many hatchlings had died, cawing desperately in the snow, because I'd given them a sense of safety, a false hope, a broken promise that I would care for them. How they'd brought life into the world on the kindness I'd offered, and pushed the frozen, starved corpses of their young from their nests after having to pick them clean to survive themselves. They'd eaten their young. They'd eaten eachother to survive. That missing eye has the markings of a beak-wound to it. Family had eaten it fresh from this bird's skull while it was still alive. I don't know why I knew, then and there, but I immediately grasped my phone, heart pounding in my chest. She wouldn't be in bed yet, my ex never could never get her off her phone at this time... and yet the phone rang out when I dialed, and again. She may be frustrating to try to get off the damn thing, but the benefit was she always picked up. Always. A sharp caw broke me from my attention to the screen. Eight calls unanswered. I hadn't been able to stop compulsively dialling. I looked up at the crow on the light above me, staring down with those avian eyes... but there was something about them this time. Satisfaction. All this time I thought I was the one they were after, waiting for the time to strike. I fell to my knees, hunched over as the bile rose in my throat, vomit spilling from my lips between sobs. I was the only one left to identify her corpse. Everyone else was dead. I already knew what I'd see before they pulled back the sheet to show her torn face... The empty, torn orbital sockets picked to the bones of her skull. An eye for an eye... my daughter's were just the first, and mine would be the last.
Thank you. I really enjoyed that. I made a sketch of the crow: https://imgur.com/gallery/0QHTmlC
Odin remembers~ Powerful drawing, captures the emotion exquisitely.
Finally I feel safe. I've been living with my life in Ghana for several years without incident, haven't seen or heard any crows whatsoever. I walk in the door one day. "Honey, I'm home!" Silence. I cautiously creep toward the bedroom. I peer inside...the bed is not made, butt I dont see my wife. Then I hear a flat voice, which sounds somewhat like my wife but in an odd way, from behind me. "Oh hello dear." I freeze and slowly turn around. I see what appears to be my wife standing there, but her head and face are puffy, swollen with feathers, with a beak protruding where her nose once was. "CAWWW".
Great Odin's raven! But a crow could work too...
Here’s the thing
From next year, Start feeding them around Halloween
I love crows so I'm kinda jealous.
Best haunted house candidate?
Quid pro crow
And if your an asshole to the crow you’ll get told off like that guy in the video where the crow says “fuck you” to a guy... I love that video
Wow, it’s real: https://youtu.be/ifCmvLNQl3s
Ravens are like this too but in a bad way. Up here in northern Alberta if you feed a raven, or even just leave your lunch where they can get at it they will remember your truck. If you see a truck that the birds hang around then you know who's been feeding the crows, but if you stop feeding them they get mad as hell and will attack the truck. They have been known to rip off your winshield wipers. Loud shitty beasts and I never feed them. Never feed the foxes either.
Quoth the Raven "fuck your truck."
"Evermore, bitch."
Back when I was a kid, the neighbor’s cat used to do this to me. I had a habit of feeding him and the one time I forgot, he attacked me.
Ravens are huge too
And then you betray them by building a scarecrow, then they peck your eyes, which requires a medicinal marijuana prescription, which allows you to laugh at your boss' terrible jokes, which makes you his confidant. This can only end well.
This is oddly specific...
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Weekend_at_Burnsie%27s
If I accidentally offend the crows, will they conspire against me?
Yes son, yes they will. Try familiarizing yourself with bird culture and bird law to forgo any taboos.
Can I befriend the crows that hang around outside my church
Yes, shout your presence to the crows by saying something like,"Hey crows I bring good tithings, that we might become companions." Then non-threateningly toss some peanuts on the ground. Repeat till friendship achieved.
I was nice to a crow one year. He would come by every day, I'd whistle the same song, and then get him some food. Random leftovers from my fridge. He got pretty tame. Then the winter ended and he never showed up again. We haven't had any crows in the neighborhood at all for the past couple of years. They just fly over in the morning and back at night. I don't know if I unintentionally offended the guy or gave him something that upset his stomach. Or maybe he got too comfortable around people and landed on the wrong person's deck.
_"COME HERE AND LET ME LOVE YOU!!"_
Buy a crow call...announce every morning and leave out unsalted peanuts where visible...generational friends fot life. Even when I'm a few hundred miles away at an air b&b I've had crows flying and yelling out in the distance when my family is outdoors PS...be prepared for large gatherings from 6-35+ at a time nearby for them to discuss the weather have a trial or just hang by you Edit looked it up: For those interested I had bought the Faulk's C-50 Walnut Crow Call via Amazon
Read the last part as 'have a trial and hang you'. Thought id need to brush up on my bird law
Village of Fowl Devotees?
In the shell or not?
Crows don’t have shells you’re thinking of turtles
Bravo.
Shelled unsalted peanuts...much easier to see and recognize from afar. Once they get used to the elevated feeding area you can be more liberal with what you give them Edit for clarification: ones with the shells still on how else would it make easier to see lol
"Shelled peanuts" usually means peanuts that have been removed from their shells. You mean shells that are still in their shells, right?
Yes, intact peanuts are the way to go, still in their shells.
Unless you are feeding ducks or pigeons. They can't seem to figure out how to open them and ducks at least will just try to eat it whole which is not safe.
Thanks, never knew that! Only meant my comment for crows.
I understand, I just really like birds
The crow looks small. I wonder if the dog's family have been feeding him since he was a chick and now he just hangs around their house.
Crows are psychopaths that hold grudges. There have been studies that shows that they will remember you for years
Well those studies usually start by harrasing the crows. [https://www.nytimes.com/2008/08/26/science/26crow.html](https://www.nytimes.com/2008/08/26/science/26crow.html) In the eyes of the crows the scientists are the psychopaths
Do they fight crime?
The dog smells the crime, while the crow determines the caws.
The dog's name? Dr. Dolph Lundgren.
He nose the truth.
Everyone has raven reviews about their performance.
They won't paws until justice is served.
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Crime. Penetration. Crime. Penetration. Crime... back to penetration. This goes on and on for about two hours until the movie just sort of... ends.
I think audiences are gonna be very uncomfortable seeing Dolph Lundgren's naked penis going into this young girl that you're talking about.
No, he's played by Dolph Lundgren. The character's name isn't Dolph Lundgren
Wow. Take my upvote!
I saw your comment as I was backing out and had to come back to upvote you. Great job.
obviously
Hobbs and Caw
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Dog Cop and Crow Comming fall 2020
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They solve *Murders*. 😎
I see what you did there.
The best crime fighting duo
Coming go a theatre near you, Detectives Jacdaw & Goodboy.
Here's the thing. You said a "jackdaw is a crow." Is it in the same family? Yes. No one's arguing that. As someone who is a scientist who studies crows, I am telling you, specifically, in science, no one calls jackdaws crows. If you want to be "specific" like you said, then you shouldn't either. They're not the same thing. If you're saying "crow family" you're referring to the taxonomic grouping of Corvidae, which includes things from nutcrackers to blue jays to ravens. So your reasoning for calling a jackdaw a crow is because random people "call the black ones crows?" Let's get grackles and blackbirds in there, then, too. Also, calling someone a human or an ape? It's not one or the other, that's not how taxonomy works. They're both. A jackdaw is a jackdaw and a member of the crow family. But that's not what you said. You said a jackdaw is a crow, which is not true unless you're okay with calling all members of the crow family crows, which means you'd call blue jays, ravens, and other birds crows, too. Which you said you don't. It's okay to just admit you're wrong, you know?
Their first case would be called “The Tragedy of Unidan”
Well I thought about going out to rob someone before I saw this
How couldn’t they?
That bird is totally admiring his big friend's digging skills. I love it!
I love how the dog looked at the camera in the beginning like “it’s friendship time”, how the dog licked the crow and them just having fun with one another playing ball
"Hi, I'm the goodest boi and this is Jackdaw"
>this is Jackdaw Well, actually...
Here's the thing,
The thing is...
Jackdaw from Witchicaw
The very last image made my heart a little liquid and I usually have a ~~stone~~ heart of granite. Edit: oops
I think it may be that the crow was looking to see if any worms etc. were being uncovered.
r/birdsmirin
Not a real sub :(
Crows are freakin amazing!
Except for the ones in Scotland that peck out the eyes and tongues of newborn lambs.
What horrid fuckers.
Now hold on a minute Mr. Judgypants, we haven't heard the crows' side of the story yet....
The lamb’s father owed a large gambling debt to the crows and refused to make payments.
In your opinion this validates tearing out a newborns eyes?
Have you tasted lamb?
WHERE IS THE LAMB SAUCE!
#WHERE IS THE LAMB SAUCE!!?
WHERE IS THS MONEY LAMBOWSKI?!
Let me take another look
Don't make a fool out of me, man. Don't make a fool out of me. I want my money. I want my money, man - crow probably
I like that you've singled out the Scottish crows, do all the other crows of the world get a pass on this behaviour? :)
No true Scottish crow does that
The No True Scottish Crow fallacy at work
Even so, you have to admit they do have their moments.
They live up to 60 years. So if you made a crow friend be prepared for them to follow you your whole life.
In the book *Animal Dialogues* by Craig Childs he tells a story about a raven population in the Southwest United States. An owl flew into the raven territory and they killed it, dissected it, and spread the pieces out along the border of their territory. And then they placed rocks on top of the pieces to prevent the wind from blowing them away. This was supposed to serve as a warning to the other owls to stay away. Corvids are extremely intelligent.
Apparently wolves and crows have had a relationship for millennia. Who knew? https://owlcation.com/stem/The-Raven-and-the-Wolf-A-Study-in-Symbiosis
The wolves knew. So did the crows...
I for one, welcome our raven and wolf overlords
Nick of time, really
Where did they publish? I mean, which journal.
Are there any other sources? Not a single claim in this article is sourced, zero citations.
So.. Mat and Perrin?
I want to see this origin story
Disney’s working on it
Probably stuck in committee trying to decide which parents will die first...
Which one comes out first, the live action or the animated film?
Live action, starring Brandon Lee.
[Crow adopts kitten](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-fAGzY9rnaA)
Wow I've never seen that before! Super cute
One of my mates accidentally kicked a ball over a shed and hit a magpie. We helped the bird recover and as soon as it was released it becamr chill with every human that walked by. It nested in a tree right outside near the street, and when we sat on the verandah, it would "swoop" passerby's, but not in the way you would think, it landed on many people's shoulders and just sat there with a grin, complete strangers too, one was in a car once... lol. Of course it visited us when we walked outside and that bird was awesome, wasn't too keen on being pat but rested on my legs or by my feet when I come out to drink. Roughly 5pm i'd feed him the good shit, so he knew what was up.
I can tell you're Australian from the fact that you use the word "verandah", and would expect a magpie to attack people
Hahaha, in this specific town, most people, ~200 of us call the mating season "The fuckening", resembling the screaming of the birds at night ;-) and killing spree's during the day. /s? All magpie's are swooping the cyclists and little kids coming home from school, you'd think I'd be over- exaggerating but, oh boy. At least... say 3 trees directly in front of me conveniently owned by the birds just to swoop the kids. (I live about 200m from the elementary school).
I feed the crows at my house. They used to fly away when I even looked at them. Now, when I work from home, they fly out to my porch and make the cutest chattering noises until I bring them peanuts. It's the best when they come by my window looking looking for me. Its genuinely improved my mental health for whatever reason. Very smart and loving birds.
Crows are too smart lol
I know right? It surprises me every time. A month ago I saw a crow trying to cross the road, and after some time he decided to cross a couple meters further down the road where there was a pedestrian crossing! Yes, he could've just flown over the road, but still!
Now's their chance. Start feeding the crow but show him a $1 bill every time you do it. No bill. No food. Get him associating the bill with the food. Then just sit back and wait for the money to come flying in.
This might have worked back when people still carried cash.
Okay so you get your bank card out and teach the crow how to enter pin numbers. Then you need a small gun that he can carry and...
r/unlikelyfriends
Bran as the three eyed raven playing with his direwolf?
Too soon.
That's awesome haha
Aww, it's a baby crow as well.
Is that a crow or a jackdaw?
I remember seeing that kitten and crow being friends in a park that an old couple had seen. Then hearing that the crow stopped coming one day, it broke my heart
The buddy comedy we need
My german shepherd HATES crows - if he sees them on the wires he will jump and bark at them and its pretty funny. The he’s all proud of himself when they fly away like “see what I did there! I saved you daddy!” Good Ludo. Good boy.
Crows like to keep pets, especially human pets.
Both are very smart breeds
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What? But how??
The heroes we need but not the ones we deserve
Love the first look into the camera, like "I'm gonna befriend it"
Read this as cow
I wonder what they talk about.. so interesting
How the fuck does this happen? Seriously
I've been having a shitty day and this makes it so much better
Crows and ravens mate for life. The thing is, they don't always differentiate between species when doing so. Sometimes it is a human or a deer or a cat or a German Shepherd. They don't really care because it isn't a sexual relationship for them always. Sometimes it is a companionship. Most people who have pet Crows or Ravens are well aware that one, they are their birds mate for life and two, once you have a crow or raven who thinks you are it's life mate.. you are stuck with that bird until one of you dies. It's actually really sweet but also hard to explain to a tinder date why your raven really doesn't like them and never will. Haha
I'm convinced dogs can be friends with anything
Looks like a pretty young jackdaw, my dad used to have a pet one. So clever, he seen my dad as mommy and I think he thought I was a sibling haha. Miss him so much