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I grew up in Chennai and Mumbai. Chennai is for crows and Mumbai is for pigeons. My grandma used to tell me that the crows are super smart. After she cooked fo
by hi41 7y ago
I grew up in Chennai and Mumbai. Chennai is for crows and Mumbai is for pigeons.
My grandma used to tell me that the crows are super smart. After she cooked food she used to keep a ball of rice for the crows. Within a minute crows used watch and descend to eat it.
Once I got attacked by a crow. It used to attack only me and nobody else. It is fly down and scratch my head. I was terrified like hell. My mom told me befriend it by feeding it a biscuit which is a rectangular cookie. lol and behold he stopped attacking me. So the crow can distinguish between humans! Super smart creatures!
- p1necone 7y agoHah. I wonder if everyone else in the neighborhood had already paid the crow their "protection" money.
- MisterOctober 7y agoYeah, but what if he then tells all his crow buddies that there's a certain human who'll give a biscuit and all you have to do is attack! [edit : didn't see below comment already referring to 'protection racket']
- protomyth 7y agoMy niece (pre-K age) had to deal with that. She went golfing with my brother and Dad three times a week at the same course. She would always get a bag of beef jerky. On the first hole one day a crow came down and stole the bag from the cart while they were on the green. It proceeded to follow them around the course all the while eating from the bag. My niece did not take it well, and yelled a lot at the crow (all anger no crying, she does have the family temper). Next time they went golfing, the crow brought friends, but my niece didn't set the bag down and yelled at the crows multiple times (crows need to be taught morals too). The crows did keep trying getting some skittles off my brother once except for a day an eagle was camped out in the trees.
- hi41 7y agoYep, figures. Corrupt to the bone politicians, gangs and now crows asking for protection money/biscuits. Lol.
- tzs 7y ago> So the crow can distinguish between humans! Super smart creatures! Even better (or worse, depending on your viewpoint), they apparently can tell other crows which humans are good and which are bad. There were some experiments by crow researchers at the University of Washington where they would have people, wearing one of two masks, walk around campus near where crows were hanging out. The people in mask A would annoy the crows--I forget if they captured and released them, or bothered their nests, or what, but it was something that did not harm the crows but did greatly annoy them. The people in mask B would never bother the crows. Months, even years, later, they found that if they sent out people in the masks, the crows would scold and harass and try to drive away the people in mask A, and ignore the people in mask B. This was true even among crows who had never been harassed by the mask A people, and even among crows that hadn't been born yet when that took place. They probably saw other crows scolding mask A people, could tell from the nature of the scolding that it was for something unforgivable, and so picked up doing it themselves. You really should never mess with crows. Probably best not to mess with any corvids. I read about a woman who regular fed some magpies. They figured out on their own that if they showed up early, ringing her doorbell would get her to come out with the food. She was delighted with that behavior, but her husband was not, and would come out and try to scare the magpies away. The husband soon found that when he would go out to leave for work, his car was covered in magpie shit, while his wife's car, parked next to his, was not. These magnificent little genius bastards can tell us apart, can hold a grudge for generations, have a flock to back them up, fly, can produce copious amount of shit, and know we really dislike dealing with said shit. It's not worth fighting them.
- hi41 7y agoYeah, nice one! After the swoop down from the tree, it would peck my head with its beak and scratch with its talons so hard, my scalp would bleed. So I carried an umbrella every single time i went outside...at the height of summer. I looked like an idiot walking around with an umbrella in broad day light with no rain. Oh well. Never mess with the crow. To be fair I did absolutely nothing wrong to the crow. So I don’t know why he held such grudge against me. My mom once said that maybe the crow hatched its young and was only trying to protect it. Oh well. Lesson learned albeit a painful one.