See these two crows? They’ve been hanging out at the balcony at work since Friday morning.
“Why?” You ask?
Because our balcony is a temporary bird sanctuary. Again. You may remember Stanley, a motley little seagull that ended up living way too long on our balcony until one of my co-workers took him to the West Vancouver SPCA on the bus in a cat carrier.
As far as I can remember, the little seagull didn’t have visitors like our little crow does. The little crow does – they are noisy and hate it when you get too close to him. They dive bombed me when I took these photos – they didn’t touch my head or anything (I’ve had that happen before.) but they were not happy with me getting too close. Here’s the little guy they’re watching over.
My buddy at work called him Tiny Tim. Apparently he’s not sick or anything, he’s just a fledgling – which means he’s just learning how to fly. The accountant at the office found him on the sidewalk on her way into the office and brought him up. His parents found him right away because he was squawk, squawk, squawking. We’ve watched them feed Tiny Tim and he’s moving around just fine. According to this article about “orphan crows” – which he is clearly not – this is all apart of the process of him growing up. Sheesh. It’s a tough life as a little crow. I wish him well. He could live to be 30 years old. Incredible!