Crow

Caaaw, caaaaaw, CA-caaaAAAAAwh!

Don't mind me, just practicing my singing voice. Everyone loves a good melody, and we crows are no different - our quintets can be a deadly murder. Aha! I kid, I kid! A murder is a group of crows, got you, didn't I?

We crows are very intelligent, my friends and I communicate in a different dialect (so-to-squawk) than the crows you may know. Once we trust you we also name you, as you name us. Names can be important, as can faces. We remember your face, the faces of others, and we pass that along. Soon our whole murder knows if you are friend or foe, and our children and grandchildren will, too.

Now excuse me while I have a lovely sun bath. My, oh my, what a wonderful day!

Your pet becomes an expert at finding its own food!

Birdsong is as old as time. Birds sing to announce their ownership of territory, to find a mate, or just for the joy of living. Of course they all sing completely different tunes, but all birds understand the nuances of other bird’s songs, even though they may sound entirely different.

There is a natural order of things. Little tweeting birds hear one another in the hedges; hawks scream in the skies; blackbirds warble across the fields. And they ignore other species.

But when the wrens first saw a microphone and realised they could make themselves heard by everybird everywhere, that changed all the rules. Suddenly it wasn’t good enough to have just the right song for your environment; you had to scream just to be heard over the wrens!

Peace could only be achieved by giving everybird a microphone, but only in designated places. Then with everybird having an equal chance to be heard, competitive interspecies birdsong began. And the fields and skies went back to the natural order of things.

Favorite food:

Kiwi Fruit

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