Monday, November 20, 2017

Tokens of...


For one reason and another I find myself thinking about crows again tonight. I hope her bond with these birds is something that sticks with this girl as she grows older.

Thinking of you.

2 comments:

susan said...

One of our park friends, who we often meet as he takes his two dogs for their daily constitutional, was telling us today about having rescued a young crow who'd fallen out of its nest. The parent birds were frantic when Chris went downstairs to pick him up. He put him in a pet carrier and brought him upstairs to his balcony and proceeded to feed it hamburger and other bits (including worms from his garden). A couple of times every day he'd hold the young crow over his head to see if it was ready to fly. By then the parent birds were content to watch the proceedings with interest. They'd call encouragement to the young one. After a few days he did indeed fly to the branch where they sat and soon after they all fly away. He didn't say if they brought him presents later.
This was a very nice video story. Thanks for the thought.

Ben said...

I'm touched by the story of your friend and the crow chick. It definitely sounds like a good thing for all concerned that he was there. They warn you, for good reason, not to take in fawns that seem to be abandoned but usually aren't. I don't know if it's true that they can't go back to the wild because they have the smell of humans on them or if that's an urban legend. Anyway, this sounds like a different situation from that in that the parent birds were concerned, so things had gotten out of control for them. Whether they bring him presents or not I'm sure he made them happier.