Our Crow Overlords Continue to Rule Vancouver
It’s spring, and that means there are beautiful flowers in bloom, baby animals being born- including crows. Crows are highly intelligent birds, and normally, I have no problem with them.
Until they go after my bun. I can’t help it, I have a big bun- it’s a target for them. I was innocently making my way down the street, saw a lil adorable crow baby in front of my lawn, and before I could even react, BAM- the caws began. I had two choices- run away screaming, move locations and never return to my place- or make a dash for the door.
I’m not a runner. I made an attempt for the first gate, and felt the claws of Mommy or Daddy brush my bun. MY BUN. I waddled towards the second gate, and felt the second swoop. My heart rate hasn’t gotten this high since I heard there would be free food in the kitchen at work. I turned to latch the gate, and I made the biggest mistake of my life- I made eye contact. The crows are posting wanted pictures of my face as I write this. I ran the last stretch to my door and got swooped one final time. The caws still echo in my ears.
If you see me walking around East Vancouver with an umbrella over my head, fear in my eyes, and it’s a bright sunny day- it’s because I’m a grown woman who is afraid of birds.
-Emily
PS- this is a really good website to report crow attacks. We can get through this together.