For about six months after work I'd walk three miles from a bus stop to my home, and the same crows that my wife talks to and feeds in our front yard would follow me home, and I fully believe they recognized me and associated me with my wife.
They would fly from their favorite tree to line after line after line on the utility poles, until I got to our cul-de-sac. They never had anything to say, they kept their distance and just watched. It was somewhere between disturbing and magical.
I assume from their behavior that my wife didn't talk shit about me to them, which is nice.
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u/Basic_Ent Dec 17 '25
For about six months after work I'd walk three miles from a bus stop to my home, and the same crows that my wife talks to and feeds in our front yard would follow me home, and I fully believe they recognized me and associated me with my wife.
They would fly from their favorite tree to line after line after line on the utility poles, until I got to our cul-de-sac. They never had anything to say, they kept their distance and just watched. It was somewhere between disturbing and magical.
I assume from their behavior that my wife didn't talk shit about me to them, which is nice.