Long story short, when I was kid we for some reason hand reared a jackdaw. So he was like eat from you mouth friendly, and would come to me if I called him from a tree . I was about 12.
My mom made me release him cos she thought he might peck my eye out. So we did. He went to live in tree across the street.
When I was out riding my bike, he would come down and land on my head and we would ride about for a bit.
Are you a Disney princess?
Ty! I want to do this
But careful. If there’s misunderstandings, you better move out.
Here’s the thing…
Yaaay, corvids!
Like small dogs with wings.
I live in the south. Doesn’t snow much here and we caught a couple feet of it randomly recently. One of my favorite things from that was watching our local population of crows play in the snow, really funny to see and I was not expecting it at all.




