Do crows hold grudges?
I met Julia, and her mate, Julius, the day when we moved to our new home.
If you haven't been following the story of my crow friends in the Omen or Silly Superstition post series, read Part 1, Part 2 and Part 3.
About a year after we moved to our new home, a sweet dog showed up on the property. She was very skinny, timid and sick looking. We adopted her and named her Lucky.
You can read stories of her in my short story collection: Rainbows and Clouds.
We almost lost Lucky but thanks to the vet, she pulled through and got better after the treatments for heartworm and Lyme disease. She became best friends with our cat and Julia.
She also was named "the thief of the neighborhood" because, for a while, she carried home whatever she found on the neighbors' properties.
The "gifts" included bed sheets, socks, sweaters, jeans from the clotheslines, small tools, bicycle helmet, shoes, and even a frozen turkey. We never found out if she watched Julia dropping small presents on the window seal and imitated her, or just did it on her own because she thought it was the right thing to do.
Lucky's diet was mostly home-cooked stew of chicken, turkey, and vegetables, which she happily shared with Julia, and Julia was very protective of the sweet-natured German Sheppard. She swooped down and pecked the neighbor's dog when he chased Lucky and badgered the hedgehog family, after Lucky had an encounter with them and went through the painful process or removing the sharp quills from her face, until they moved away.
When we met a couple and they started coming over to visit us, we noticed that Lucky was cautious of the man. She always kept an eye on him and was nervous when they visited. And then I found out why. He went out to his car to get something when I happened to be on the sun porch. I watched him walking to his car and Lucky scurrying to get out of his way.
She wasn't fast enough and he yelled at her, "Get out of my way you dirty mutt!" He lifted his foot to kick her but luckily, he was distracted by Julia and put his foot down. Lucky scrambled out of his way as Julia swooped down and snatched the man's baseball hat.
She flew away and dropped the hat on top of a bush at the back of the property. The man ran after her yelling and I stood by the back door, laughing.
After he retrieved his hat I told him that if he ever looks at my dog wrong way again, he will be banned from the property. He confessed that he has a deep-seated fear of dogs since he was attacked by one when he was a young child, but promised he will never yell at Lucky again or try to hurt her.
But Julia didn't know about this agreement. Every time the man pulled into the driveway, she sounded the alarm for Lucky to hide. and the crow kept a close eye on him. She didn't snatch his hat again, but a few times she pooped on his car. She never did that when the man's wife pulled into the driveway with the same car. This proved to me that crows indeed hold grudges and recognize and remember people.
Are crows really supernatural messengers? Find out next week.
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