They’re big, brash and loud. But a beautiful sight to see when a group of ten or twenty flap about overhead, or squawk at each other as you walk underneath them.
They’re big, brash and loud. But a beautiful sight to see when a group of ten or twenty flap about overhead, or squawk at each other as you walk underneath them.
Great, I have a few of those already. Now how can I rid this suburban area of a plague of crows?
Hmm, gona have to think about a long term solution, but for now put something shiny in the next suburb over.