In Over My Head

I wish the picture was better! I didn't have time to get around to a better angle because this little scene unfolded so quickly. Peter and I were driving through the park today when we drove by a baby crow standing on the white line down the centre of the road. Baby crows look very much like adult crows and are primarily identifiable by their supreme awkwardness and stupidity. Peter looked down, horrified, at the poor vulnerable little thing. Adult crows were circling overhead and cars were zipping by. We drove on about a block and Peter made a nifty little u-turn. We found a spot to park the car and just as we were hurrying up the road toward the baby a car came along, straddled the bird and drove right over it! The wee fellow survived it. Another car turned directly into its path and came to a dead stop as Peter and I ran forward. Bless the lady's heart, she stayed put and waited while Peter performed the rescue. It's not all that pleasant saving crows, actually, because they're an ungrateful lot and the adults were dive-bombing Peter all the while. Baby, probably not even a fledgling, showed his natural feistiness and snapped at his rescuer. Still, he got safely to the bushes and he has a chance of surviving. We've seen this sort of thing before and observed happy conclusions.

posted by Susan @ 4:57 PM