Crows are smart as fuck I don’t even begin to doubt the veracity of these stories
A crow perched on a shrine boarder bowed back to me once while I was living in Japan. I was in laughing hysterics and a bit freaked out all the rest of the way home. Crows are fantastic and terrifying.
Crows are not nearly as scary as they could be.
A crow flying at my face, beak and claws out, could scare me into doing ANYTHING IT WANTED even without coming up with any clever psychological torture for me
I once got mugged by a goose. Was sitting in a park eating lunch and a goose came up out of nowhere and hissed at me. I hadn’t made any moves toward it. No goslings or nest nearby to protect. I think this goose had just figured out, people are so scared of a hissing goose that they often will drop food and run. And it worked. Goose got my lunch
For a crow to choose peaceful financial and/or empathetic persuasion over such barbaric tactics is just… Beautiful.
It’s like the guy who posted that rant about how his dog is supposed to bark and scare away wild animals so they don’t eat out of the dumpster, but a bear had taken to bringing deer bones and bribing the dog to let him into the dumpster anyway.
you realize a bear could squash a dog flat with one paw. That bear is setting up a CIVILIZED BARTER ECONOMY instead of choosing violence? and you are mad at it?
I welcome our animal overlordscommunity members
Corvids are smart. They’ve been documented using tools. They remember faces so may Loki have mercy on you if you ever do anything a crow deems negative. Oh also, they will teach their babies about the thing so even 3 generations later they’ll know.
I myself love my tiny murder of crows. I put out fruit for them. Sometimes cheese. Really they’ll eat just about anything just don’t give them bread. They bring their babies around and if you have never witnessed a baby crow let me tell you it is the cutest thing.
One time, during college I used to eat out in the courtyard. There was a crow close by so I gave it a bit of cheese from my sandwich. It caw’d as if to say thank you after it ate it. The next week, that crow brought another and I’d offer them some grapes. And so on until I had a crow on each shoulder and several on the table. I was happy as a clam and several of my classmates asked how I did it and if I was a witch. I carefully shrugged so as not to dislodge my friends and said I was just being hospitable to my neighbors.
I graduated and I swear they followed me home. Or maybe it was a new murder altogether. Either way, I kept leaving them treats to encourage them to come visit.
They bring me small pebbles and coins in exchange. Sometimes bottle caps or even a feather. So they have sort of parroted our trade shiny things for food behavior to some level.
Awwwwww yes I LOVE them so much. Their cleverness , their long memories, devotion to people who are kind to them, and their little gifts of thanks <3
(birds are amazing)
(basically little friendly dragons)
(dinosaurs that evolved to fly and sing and talk and love shiny things and be cuddly)
