This story is in response to the #write photo prompt from Sue Vincent this past week:
I sit in the tree and bob my head, regarding the yard below me. Don’t think the owners have brought out any food yet. I’ve been stopping by daily for a year, because, as you know, every house has to have a house crow.
The back door opens and someone comes out and puts some bread on the deck railing. I’ve got them trained well, haven’t I? And they say we’re not as smart as ravens!