The Feeding Stump - A Murder Of Crows
With Fall my neighborhood murder of crows are back begging for meals. Surprisingly intelligent creatures I'm positive they recognize me and have become quite bold while demanding I distribute some treats their way. Maybe it has something to do with the top of the line food scraps I send their way. Generally I cannot afford grass fed steaks so grain fed cuts is the best it usually gets. As a result I tend to trim excess fat on the store cuts rather than eat it like I do from grass fed animals. Seems a damn shame to garbage it out so out to the feeding stump it goes along with other table scraps. I will also make them peanut butter sandwiches cut up into beak sized bites.They really like them, sometimes more than the meat. I also buy bags of cracked corn to help them through the winter. Tonight they got some sirloin steak. I had to go find them with a walk through the neighborhood and after a "caw caw" greeting I got ...