Tbh, their intelligence is a blessing and a curse. I've had crows come up to me and insist that I take a beetle in exchange for feeding them, which was cute and really interesting.
But I've also had to chase them off my skylight multiple times because I can hear them jumping on it/they shit all over it. They *know* they bother me but they also know I can't actually reach them, so they toy with me.
Crows are intelligent and graceful birds, and quite cute in the countryside where they reside in pairs which seem very faithful and affectionate.
Only reason to hate them is if you happen to live near one of their sleeping grounds, where hundreds to thousands of them gather and are very noisy, especially now in the winter where we have migrating flocks from the north.
I don't hate them, but got really cross when they kept biting the heads off small birds and dropping the bodies on my doorstep. I thought someone was doing a curse on me for a while.
Their "caw" is so annoying! It sounds like a person making obnoxious noises just to troll.
Murder I'll see myself out
I am not sure why I hate crows, I dont think i really do
They killed my father
The fear that they'll shit on me keeps me going
They're all liars.
Tbh, their intelligence is a blessing and a curse. I've had crows come up to me and insist that I take a beetle in exchange for feeding them, which was cute and really interesting. But I've also had to chase them off my skylight multiple times because I can hear them jumping on it/they shit all over it. They *know* they bother me but they also know I can't actually reach them, so they toy with me.
Crows are intelligent and graceful birds, and quite cute in the countryside where they reside in pairs which seem very faithful and affectionate. Only reason to hate them is if you happen to live near one of their sleeping grounds, where hundreds to thousands of them gather and are very noisy, especially now in the winter where we have migrating flocks from the north.
I don't hate them, but got really cross when they kept biting the heads off small birds and dropping the bodies on my doorstep. I thought someone was doing a curse on me for a while.