A little rescue story
When I found him, it was 38°C (100°F) outside. The poor little guy could barely stay upright and was using his beak to keep himself from falling over. His eyes were closed, and he looked completely exhausted.
I gave him some water. At first he wasn’t really sure what to do with the container, but after a second he figured it out. Literally within minutes he was doing so much better and even started walking around, although he was still pretty wobbly.
I decided to hang around until his parents came back. I bought him some food at the bakery (not the best food I know so I chose something with fruits on top), but he had no idea what to do with it. He’d just open his beak like a baby bird waiting to be fed.
His parents were probably watching me from a nearby tree, and once the little guy was feeling better, they started squawking at me, so I took that as my cue to leave and gave them some space.
Since that day I fell in love with crows ❤️