|Carrion crow (Corvus corone)|
It became so engrossed in enjoying the juiciness of the pear it didn't notice that the tables had turned, and now I was stalking it, allowing me to get closer.
|It must have thought it was its birthday.|
|Part of the stringy stalk hanging out of its mouth.|
|Going down a treat.|
|There was no rushing or gulping down, it just seemed to be taking its time and savouring the moment.|
|As the last went down it looked at me as if to say that was good any more.|
Later when I rejoined the Lads at the workshop and related to what I had just witnessed, they said , oh yes if we sit outside for lunch a pair of Crows sit in the trees above us watching and waiting for any scraps. That then explained the stalking.
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