I like a Crow.
Well… I don’t like to eat crow. And these crow’s feet around my eyes? Well.. not so much. But I DO like to measure distances between two places.. .as the crow flies. And I am crazy about Crow Knees. Get it. Krony’s.
Most people don’t care for Crows. They are large, and black, and can be quite noisy.
But the thing of it is… and I’ve used this “age-old-saying” before. “You can’t judge a bird by its feathers.”
Or something.
Yep. That Crow. The Old Heckle & Jeckle Routine … those are some brilliant birds.
There are about 45 species of crow worldwide…. and those types include… treepies, corbies, nutcrackers, bushpies, choughs, and the pica pica. Not to mention the raven, and the rook.
They are often times very faithful. Crows will often remain together for years and some until parted by death. It is kind of sweet. But they have a hard time keeping their little wedding rings on their claws.
Corvids are absolutely fearless. They will chase away bigger birds… eagles, and hawks and such. On other occasions, they’ll pick up and drop stones, pinecones or sticks on predators or people they come in contact with.
They can use tools too. Not like a Black & Decker Drill or anything. But simple tools to perform various life tasks.
They can learn the human language. And Corvids also have great memories. They hide and stash food… and them move it… and stash it again. All the time…remembering exactly where they put it. I have friends that display this same behavior with Reese Cups, and Snickers.
So why all this Crow Business? Ahhh….well… today… someone called me a Bird Brain. And I said… “Oh yeah? Like a crow? I welcome that observation buddy.”
Wouldn’t you know it… he just stared at me blankly… and then flipped me the bird.
And I said… “Yeahhhhh….. NOW you’re catching on.”
And he thought he was going to ruffle my feathers….
“Intelligence is not to make no mistakes, but quickly to see how to make them good.” — Bertolt Brecht
“It is wiser to find out than to suppose” — Mark Twain