... Wow. You just told me a buttload of stuff about these birds that I couldn't find on the frickin' internet!! I was totally curious about raven behaviour but I couldn't really find much about them other than the very basics.
Our ravens are rather friendly for ravens. I mean, they let us within three metres of them, and sometimes respond to us when we talk to them. I love it when they make little throat-vocalisations. "Arrrrrr-rubble-rabble-rowr..."
I like to collect the feathers they drop and use them in rustic witchipoo decorations. :)
What cracks me up about these ravens is their irrepressibleness. Seriously, it's tough to outwit these mofos.
I tried to see if they'd use tools by gluing a clear plastic tube to a flat piece of MDF and seeing if they used sticks to get the cat food out (that I put inside).
I came out later and the clear plastic tube had been ripped off the base. The sticks were gone. There was bird shit everywhere. Fuckin' jerks. LOL!
And if we put all the cat tins in a bag after they've been emptied, the next day we'll come out and they'll be all over the friggin' joint. So frustrating.
But what's super cute is that they peel the labels off the unopened tins. Like, they know there's a bit that you have to get off them. Clever buggers!
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Our ravens are rather friendly for ravens. I mean, they let us within three metres of them, and sometimes respond to us when we talk to them. I love it when they make little throat-vocalisations. "Arrrrrr-rubble-rabble-rowr..."
I like to collect the feathers they drop and use them in rustic witchipoo decorations. :)
What cracks me up about these ravens is their irrepressibleness. Seriously, it's tough to outwit these mofos.
I tried to see if they'd use tools by gluing a clear plastic tube to a flat piece of MDF and seeing if they used sticks to get the cat food out (that I put inside).
I came out later and the clear plastic tube had been ripped off the base. The sticks were gone. There was bird shit everywhere. Fuckin' jerks. LOL!
And if we put all the cat tins in a bag after they've been emptied, the next day we'll come out and they'll be all over the friggin' joint. So frustrating.
But what's super cute is that they peel the labels off the unopened tins. Like, they know there's a bit that you have to get off them. Clever buggers!