Green, you have such a turn of phrase, LMAO! I think I'll start yelling "stockpot" at all my hubby's birdie friends!
Last Christmas I found a stuffed (toy, not dead) crow that can caw if you squeeze him, and got it for hubby. For awhile, feeding the crows, we have been trying to figure out how many caws mean things like "come and eat", or "stay away". We go to a nearby jetty where the crows like to hang out, and my hubby takes his stuffed crow (whose name is Moosejaw, after a dream he had about a crow), and he'll try to call the crows to come eat. Sometimes it works, and he gets so excited!
