My husband and I were outside yesterday loading baseball gear from his car to mine when a black crow swooped between us and landed on our roof.
I said "Oh, that must be Cleo". I called to the bird and it landed on my arm. The bird tried to give me a kiss and started picking at my hair. My husband just stood there with his mouth hanging open.
Then I explained to him that we got a flyer in our mailbox last week from our neighbor on the next street. He explained that he and his dad had raised this bird since it was very young so it was used to people. They named the bird Cleo. They just didn't want people to be startled if a black crow tries to get friendly with them.
I heard from my neighbor, Rhonda, that Cleo has been stashing food in my lawn. She enjoys watching her carefully hide her treasures.
I saw Cleo again later in the day and fed her a strawberry. Now, we are best buddies!
I sort of feel like Sleeping Beauty or Snow White with my wild woodland friend! (Yes, I know Malificent and Grimhilda had a crow for a pet but I am NOT evil!) :)