I think I saw her once, actually! A crow was harassing one of the small ones – it looked like it was trying to catch it to eat, probably?
A seagull saw what’s going on and went full-blown “I’m a parent as well, you absolute damn fucker!”, and chased the crow away. And really not just a few tens of metres away or so, but really chased them away from the whole general area where the mom with really cool hair was swimming with her family!
When the seagull came back, I gave it something nice to eat, because, damn, flying rat or not, that was a cool move! And I happened to have something seagull compatible, not just some bread that will do more harm than good.
Crows are complex, though. The ones that live around my house can often be found ganging up and chasing away the red-tailed hawks that like to snack on the squirrels. The squirrels repay the favor by chasing off the crows who come to eat the peanuts I leave out for them (and eating the peanuts themselves). One time the crows flew around above me making a godawful racket until I went to the back yard and freed a baby raccoon that had accidentally gone into the box trap I leave out for groundhogs; they immediately flew off as soon as I let the little guy out.
Once upon a time there was a crow who was befriended with a talking cow that really, really liked to sit in a swing! (The original name of the book actually implies that the cow has a child, which is kind of freaky, because there is zero mention about the child, and actually reason to believe the child is nowhere around anymore. Why is the book not talking about the cow’s trauma at all?!)
In any case, once the cow had climbed to a tree for fun, and it was very important that the farmer won’t notice, because cows are not supposed to climb trees. The crow did a good job warning the cow when the farmer was approaching and damn it, I cannot remember what the hell the book tells, wait, maybe in the children’s room there’s another book about the same two animals!
…nope, couldn’t find it. But, would you like to hear a story of a father who recently found three children’s books that should have been brought back to the library a week ago?
I hope this story about a crow sated your appetite for crows!
Oh, and here’s an incomplete Wikipedia article about that cow (and the almost not main character, which is a crow): https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mama_Moo
Something even more seagull-compatible than that.
I don’t remember what food I happened to have with me, because this happened some, 5-ish years ago?
(It also was not a surgical mask, BTW!)
I think I saw her once, actually! A crow was harassing one of the small ones – it looked like it was trying to catch it to eat, probably?
A seagull saw what’s going on and went full-blown “I’m a parent as well, you absolute damn fucker!”, and chased the crow away. And really not just a few tens of metres away or so, but really chased them away from the whole general area where the mom with really cool hair was swimming with her family!
When the seagull came back, I gave it something nice to eat, because, damn, flying rat or not, that was a cool move! And I happened to have something seagull compatible, not just some bread that will do more harm than good.
Crows are complex, though. The ones that live around my house can often be found ganging up and chasing away the red-tailed hawks that like to snack on the squirrels. The squirrels repay the favor by chasing off the crows who come to eat the peanuts I leave out for them (and eating the peanuts themselves). One time the crows flew around above me making a godawful racket until I went to the back yard and freed a baby raccoon that had accidentally gone into the box trap I leave out for groundhogs; they immediately flew off as soon as I let the little guy out.
Crows are generally awesome! I’ve only ever met one that I really didn’t like. Want to read a story featuring that one? 🙃
Fuck yeah, I do!
Sorry for getting your hopes up. It’s there a couple comments up from this one :)
I was promised more crow stories. I demand more stories. Entertain me! /s
Once upon a time there was a crow who was befriended with a talking cow that really, really liked to sit in a swing! (The original name of the book actually implies that the cow has a child, which is kind of freaky, because there is zero mention about the child, and actually reason to believe the child is nowhere around anymore. Why is the book not talking about the cow’s trauma at all?!)
In any case, once the cow had climbed to a tree for fun, and it was very important that the farmer won’t notice, because cows are not supposed to climb trees. The crow did a good job warning the cow when the farmer was approaching and damn it, I cannot remember what the hell the book tells, wait, maybe in the children’s room there’s another book about the same two animals!
…nope, couldn’t find it. But, would you like to hear a story of a father who recently found three children’s books that should have been brought back to the library a week ago?
I hope this story about a crow sated your appetite for crows!
Remind us how much late fees the library charges for such follies cost in 2026, if you would, kind sir.
Highly esteemed fellow fedinaut, I hereby enclose the information your fediness has requested:
No late fees are collected for children’s books in Helsinki.
For everything else, it’s 0,20 € per item and day.
You’re awesome. Thank you.
Glad to be of use!
Oh, and here’s an incomplete Wikipedia article about that cow (and the almost not main character, which is a crow): https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mama_Moo
What was it? A plastic 6-pack ring?
Hopefully a good time instead. Seagulls love MDMA.
We uh… NEED you, in dire way, to elaborate on this. Right now.
Something even more seagull-compatible than that. I don’t remember what food I happened to have with me, because this happened some, 5-ish years ago? (It also was not a surgical mask, BTW!)
You need to do a children’s book inspired by those three paragraphs