He (or she, we do not know how to tell) is a Crow. When we go to the Beach called Dallas Road, Fred comes to find us. Our person is making friends with Fred. He follows us for half of our walk.
Other Crows come sometimes too, but Fred usually finds us first, and stays the longest.
How do we know it is Fred? Well, friends, if you look closely it is possible to tell Crows apart. Fred is young, and sleek, and lean, and his feathers are shiny with blue and green tints in the sun. He is a very handsome Crow.
And he never bothers us, never squaks or flaps at us. He just follows along.
But I have a confession to make. Sometimes I chase Fred. Because, and I must ask - why would anyone want to make friends with a bird??
8 comments:
That is cool. Ancient Pip had two that followed us onto the park and then would fly off. We use to feed them when it was really cold but food or no food they always greeted us. This went on for over ten years. Have a tremendous Thursday.
Best wishes Molly
He is very handsome. I am a bird dog. It took a long time for me to learn not to bark at the nice birdies at our window feeder. I do make exceptions for grackles who are loud and annoying. I have permission to bark at them. Say hi to Fred for me!
Hi Fred, nice to meet you
Lily & Edward
Hi Fred. you are beautiful!
We have some of your cousins the Ravens here.
love
tweedles
Fred is a very handsome crow! We see crows all the time but they're not friendly like your Fred is, Cobi.
Love ya lots♥
Mitch and Molly
Wow....a beach buddy....
The Mad Scots
Nothing freaks mom out as bad as crows, bol!
Nola
Crows do recognize people. They remember those who are nice to them and those who are not. Hmmm, sorta like Sandy Paws.
Sherry, Emily, and Miro
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