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Message: <blockquote data-quote="snowyowl" data-source="post: 1344354" data-attributes="member: 4177">Chickadeedeedee's story reminded me of my old pal, Rocky the Crow.   Many years back, while we were living in Nova Scotia, somebody brought me a baby crow.   It was very young!     The story was that it had fallen out of the nest, was found by children who took it home.    Apparently they were trying to feed it by stuffing budgy seed down its throat.    An adult removed the bird from their tender care and brought it to me.    My daughter and I raised Rocky on a pablum-like diet that we mixed daily.    I forget the exact recipe but know that it included cod liver oil.    Rocky grew and thrived and eventually I taught him how to fly.    Once he could fly, we stopped feeding him and tried to make him leave but no use.   Like it or not, we were adopted!  It was hilarious to see his inaction with the other livestock.    He would, for example, land on the goat and go for a ride.    Roughhousing with out three dogs was a daily event.     Rocky would disappear into the pile of dogs and at first I was sure he wouldn't survive the melee but at the end he would emerge, ruffled but apparently happy.   If you visited us at that time, as you drove in our driveway, you would have been greeted by a rush of three dogs, one goat and Rocky, all barking, bleating or cawing as was appropriate.My next door neighbour was afraid of animals and I think Rocky knew that because he would torment the poor man by landing on the lid of his barbecue while the poor guy was trying to cook.    I always knew it was happening by the sound of him screaming "Shoo, Rocky. Shoo".     Once Rocky stole the keys right out of the trunk of my future son-in-law's car.   Plucked them right out of the keyhole and flew off with them.   We did find them.One day my neighbour from across the road arrived in a panic.   He had been painting his steps and turned around to see Rocky drinking the green paint.  My neighbour was sure that he had poisoned Rocky. It didn't seem to bother Rocky.    He had a green beak for a while but no other ill effects.Sadly Rocky eventually disappeared.    I hoped that he had finally moved on but found out that he had been shot by some neighbour kids.   Rocky was just too tame and trusting.Sorry to ramble on.   Maybe it shouldn't be in this thread so please feel free to move it (or delete it).</blockquote>

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