Loud, evil, jet black minions. My evil army, to do my bidding!
Crows! A half dozen of them, they spent all day making quite the racket out in the back yard, hanging out and taunting the two dozen mockingbirds that were cooperating in mobbing them. (Yes, the crows will find the mockingbird nests and eat their eggs, so there’s some justification for the animosity.)
I was out for a break and eating a snack (cheese) and they flew down to sit on the fence to watch.
I didn’t have enough cheese to share, so I went in and got grapes. They LOVE grapes. I threw a couple dozen out in the yard and then went back inside. They all pounced as soon as I shut the door.
I will continue to feed them and train them to come when they see me in the yard. Once I have them linking my appearance to food and coming to the yard, I’ll start to train them.
I hope by the time we get to that point I can figure out something specific that I want to train them to do. Otherwise it’s just pointless.
Which would be ironic, but probably appropriate.
We Love The Stars Too Fondly 