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| Penny Gandy (Crow Lovers fb group) So yesterday, I was letting my chickens free range in the pasture. It's always a risk where I live because there are predators, but I take all the precautions I can. I also have a family of crows that I have set up a feeding station for a year or two ago, that come every day. The crows get along fine with the chickens. Yesterday, I was outside as the chickens were grazing, and heard the crows in a loud and frantic event. They were just a few hundred yards away on the ground circling something. I hopped on my golf cart and starting heading that way and saw a hawk in the middle of them. As I approached I could see the hawk had one of my chickens. He flew off with all my crows in hot pursuit. Unfortunately my sweet little chicken did not survive. As I was wrapping her up, I could still see and hear the crows attacking the hawk, and when he took off to fly again they followed. I took my chicken down to bury her and came back to check on the rest. As I was sitting there, a crow came back to the spot she was attacked and seemed to be looking for her. After seeing she wasn't there, he flew off. While it was not a great event to watch play out, it was the first time I felt like the crows really do watch out over me and the other animals. I am very thankful for them. They will get extra peanuts today! There's a story in there... 71.765 |