Every kid should have a crow. We all should know crows. Where I live, in rural Iowa, the crows have been shot at by I guess farmers and hunters so much that they are way cautious. In town, the crows walk around on people's porches. Only reason I would be able to live in town.
Brought back my own memories of my own pet crow (Sammi) and my dog. Sammi was caged, and sometimes a red-tail or a cat would come too close and Sammi would call in fright or warning- and my dog, a beagle-lab mix, would tear out of the house to protect his friend - without any impetus from a human. I actually learned to identify a crow's 'hey, there's a raptor/owl here' call from realizing what the dog was responding to.
Inky had personality plus, and, it sounds to me that he was a wonderful companion. I loved this story. I also loved how you said Inky would know when you got home from school and would fly over and land on your shoulder. That is high affection, indeed. And a sign of love.
Birds have some kind of heightened senses. Arya the Cockatiel starts squawking very loud and flying to the door before my wife and our son arrive from school. He does this when they are half a block away, before they pull into the driveway. How does he know? It is one of the many mysteries of the avian brain.
Love this story, so beautiful, your relationship and caring for the animals, It really touched me to hear that Inky had to be caged, not knowing that you were actually protecting him.. What parents sometimes do to get their rambunctious children through until they learn the perils of this world, and make informed decisions... and your dad. I was feeling sad as you first described your relationship, so it was a pleasant surprise to hear how you worked it out, realizing that he was helping you and taking interest... I guess in his own way.
This song is about a boy who goes into the forest and finds his family with the wolves... I think you will like it.. I was thinking of it as I was reading this story.
My father was transferred to New York in 73 we moved back to Mississauga in 76. My wife and I bought the pet store in Port Credit in 80. We moved back to the states in 91. But we sold the pet store in 85 and bought a farm up around Hanover/ Owen Sound.
Every kid should have a crow. We all should know crows. Where I live, in rural Iowa, the crows have been shot at by I guess farmers and hunters so much that they are way cautious. In town, the crows walk around on people's porches. Only reason I would be able to live in town.
If every kid had a relationship with a crow it would change the world.
What a beautifully written story, Rob!
Brought back my own memories of my own pet crow (Sammi) and my dog. Sammi was caged, and sometimes a red-tail or a cat would come too close and Sammi would call in fright or warning- and my dog, a beagle-lab mix, would tear out of the house to protect his friend - without any impetus from a human. I actually learned to identify a crow's 'hey, there's a raptor/owl here' call from realizing what the dog was responding to.
There is so much we learn from having relationships with animals.
Inky had personality plus, and, it sounds to me that he was a wonderful companion. I loved this story. I also loved how you said Inky would know when you got home from school and would fly over and land on your shoulder. That is high affection, indeed. And a sign of love.
Birds have some kind of heightened senses. Arya the Cockatiel starts squawking very loud and flying to the door before my wife and our son arrive from school. He does this when they are half a block away, before they pull into the driveway. How does he know? It is one of the many mysteries of the avian brain.
Yes indeed Perry and like most relationships, it’s the mystery that keeps us so interested.
I love to hear those stories of how you grew up in Port Credit! It’s changed so much it’s so wonderful to hear what it was. Bless you. 🙏❤️
Thanks Jamie. This area was closer to Streetsville.
Love this story, so beautiful, your relationship and caring for the animals, It really touched me to hear that Inky had to be caged, not knowing that you were actually protecting him.. What parents sometimes do to get their rambunctious children through until they learn the perils of this world, and make informed decisions... and your dad. I was feeling sad as you first described your relationship, so it was a pleasant surprise to hear how you worked it out, realizing that he was helping you and taking interest... I guess in his own way.
This song is about a boy who goes into the forest and finds his family with the wolves... I think you will like it.. I was thinking of it as I was reading this story.
Furr by Blitzen Trapper
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CmBgxP56R1I
Thanks Karatree that’s a great song!
Now it’s just one big urban place. 🙏
Yes! I was back there in August visiting Roy Ivors old place. The area is unrecognizable. All my memories buried under asphalt and concrete.
I was born in 1968. Most of my life, Mississauga’s been growing. I’m down in London Ontario. When did you actually leave?
My father was transferred to New York in 73 we moved back to Mississauga in 76. My wife and I bought the pet store in Port Credit in 80. We moved back to the states in 91. But we sold the pet store in 85 and bought a farm up around Hanover/ Owen Sound.
I know Hanover well. Was married there lol.
Of course I have to ask where in Hanover were you married?
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