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Ravens and crows are really clever, they might be the smartest non primates in the animal kingdom.
Its obvious from how they take the piss out of my Cocker Spaniel that they are much smarter than a dog (well my dog anyway).
We had a little hanging bird feeder in the garden, it was too big for a crow to perch on, so one of the crows just figured it out if it lifted it off the bracket it would spill out all the seed and it could have as much as it wanted. I added a cable tie so if it lifted it off it would still hang from the cable tie and not fall to the ground. The crow just figured out it if it moved the cable tie first it would get its reward.
Clever bastards!
I had a magpie land on my arm as a young DoD was surprised how heavy these things are, as well as how rough they look close up.
Funniest (bird-related) thing I've ever seen was geese and swans landing on a frozen lake.
Gliding down... feet out ready for graceful landing... hits the ice and "wump" onto its arse and slides the length
I never really got swans and flying ,I’d not like to be underneath one when it arsed up.
Ravens belong to the family of birds called Passerines, which is the family that contains all of the songbirds: so, they are songbirds
The defining characteristic of passerines is that they perch, not that they're songbirds necessarily. It's like saying that 'Rodents' contains mice, thus Capybaras are big mice...
The defining characteristic of passerines is that they perch, not that they're songbirds necessarily.
Um. Is that correct i thought perching birds were passerforme. Of which passerines are a sub group which sing?
I often wonder why birds hang out where they do. Like a pigeon living under a damp railway bridge in Aberdeen, in winter. Now, I quite like Aberdeen but if I had the option of flying to a nice medieval hill town in Umbria or Tuscany, I'd be there like a shot. Nice weather, nice views, nice bins of Italian food waste, Italian birds....Yet old Aberdeen pigeon just toughs it out. Serious lack of ambition.
Or rightly terrified of his Aberdonian missus if he tried to escape.
But he could, quite literally, just fly away. No spending trail, no social media, no job or financial commitments, no kids (as proven by the fact that no-one has ever seen a baby pigeon). Who cares about his Aberdonian moustached version of Long Distance Clara, just fly to the sun! Have a dream, have an adventure, break free!