Our crows have started leaving gifts. Unfortunately they are gore-fests.
I’m not posting photos because nobody needs that. :P
My good friend Edgar and his shy mate Edwina have been nesting near us for years.* They’ve rarely been the gifting types (that we know of), but this week they’ve started being EXTREMELY generous.
We have received:
1 starling head
1 headless, eviscerated corpse of a… catbird, maybe?
2 messily-detached wings stripped of feathers and skin
All macabre offerings have been left on top of the fountain next to the front door. The fountain is a type that sends water out of a nozzle in the center so it just runs over a flat patterned stone. So the gifts aren’t soup, just… gently damp.
They have also started doing alarm calls when delivery persons come up the walk.
*it is possible our nesting pair are the second generation to befriend us—they sometimes leave fledgelings in our bushes for us to babysit.