A single crow chased me off recently by swooping at my head repeatedly. I was just walking down a sidewalk in Vancouver, minding my own business.
It must have had a nest in the tree above the sidewalk.
It must have had a nest in the tree above the sidewalk.
But the one time I walked down the wrong sidewalk in Point Grey (so Vancouver 'proper') during springtime, the back of my head gets smacked.
[1] Perhaps the Burnaby/Willingdon crows consider the absurd amounts of crow shit on cars, sidewalks, buildings, etc. to be adequate warning? The stench after a rain is... eugh.
It's definitely my least favorite bird.