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In reply to the discussion: Crows Keep Bringing Presents To Woman Who Is Kind To Them [View all]Silver Gaia
(4,514 posts)We had a Scrub Jay who lived with us for 18 years. We found her as a little fledgling. Her feet were deformed, and she had fallen in the back yard. We knew she wouldn't make it on her own outdoors (cats would kill her), so we researched what to do and raised her as part of the family. She learned to hop around on her twisted feet, and even "danced" when we played music she liked. She was as happy as she could be. Nothing like a Jay screeching inside your house! LOL They make sweet, little "quacking" noises when they are feeling contented and happy, too. And they are great mimics. She learned to speak parakeet, and would sing along with them. I miss her.
We leave food for the backyard Scrub Jays now, and they reward us with their antics. There's one we call Springsteen because he wants to be "the boss" when we're working outside. He supervises everything. He'll take peanuts from the table where we're sitting. I love them so.