Initially, I was delighted to see the crows overlooking my back garden... In fact, one was sitting in my neighbours' tree.
I think I know these crows. I am not sure if they come to the park - they might be Feisties or Driveways... or even the Fluffies - but I have seen them over the houses and the pub that is on the other side of my house from the park.
Anyway, when I saw this one, I was trying to determine what might encourage him to come to my garden. I put the cat food Buji rejects (he licks off the juice and leaves the meat) on a brick at the end of the garden - thinking that the magpies or starlings were eating it. Though it might be the fat tabby cat. She often wears a big pink ruff. Like those ones vets give you after an operation to stop animals licking - but made of felt rather than plastic. I have no idea what it's for. I guess her people think it might stop her wandering or catching small creatures. She still manages to visit my garden, though.
Back to the crow, I went to grab a handful of cheesy bits, but he'd already flown onto the roof of the pub. Then I saw his mate in a bushy tree that is in a garden three houses along.
They are nesting! That was what I thought.
But she flew out the bush, leaving someone else in it. I thought, that may be the last year's fledgling...Or at least, the three are some combination of parents and offspring.
But no, it was a magpie.
You can just see the magpie.
Now, a pair of magpies do visit my bird-feeders. So then I wondered if the crows were eating their eggs?
This was distressing.
Just as distressing was my next thought - which came about as the magpie didn't seem to be hugely distressed - maybe the three corvids had ganged up on some wren or robin or dunnock or tit nest?
How do I feel about my crow friends eating my dunnock friends?
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