Feeding

Well it is early morning and I have done what I normally do.  Feed the animals. 
I often wake the fish up by emptying the condensation that is on his cover back into the tank.  He comes over and grabs the first lot of food on my finger suspended above his tank.  From then on, I put a tiny pallet in the water in front of him.  Sometimes he sees it and eats it hungrily.  At other times it goes right past him.  Anyway, I count out what I give him and what he has missed he finds and eats during the day.
I also feed the lorikeets and doves.  We have two bird feeders.  The seed we get in bulk from a produce store and it lasts weeks.  We also supplement it with food that Cockatoo’s like and occasionally they visit.
The last thing I do is feed a couple of crows.  We are thankful it is not an invasion but there is a couple we like to feed.  They come every day.  One is skittish and only eats when we are far away.  It flies off at the first sign of us appearing.  The other is different.  We have come up with a really original name for the crows.  Krow.  We always greet it as “hello Krow with a K.”
A friend mentioned how talking in a high-pitched voice is seen as non-threatening.  So I talk to the crow like that.  It has been getting closer and closer.  There is something I hope Merril catches on camera someday.
This Krow has gotten so close that it sits on the chair next to me and we contemplate the world together.  When I say “sits on the chair” he is more comfortable on the arm or back of the chair.
It reminds me of an assistance dog at church one time.  I got it a drink of water.  It came up to me later and leaned heavily on me and let me pat it.  The owner later said, “he thanked you.”  I have never seen anything like it.  But I do love animals, and they seem to sense it.
Crows are really hard to tell apart on the whole.  Though there is one that has stopped coming (nothing like a little dissuasion).  I call him Big Chest and Merril calls him Long Legs.  I personally have never seen a crow like it.  Another that we do not dissuade is one we call Hoppy.  He has a problem leg, and it is easy to pick him.
I am impressed with the actions of the crows we encourage.  Perhaps I will write about such things one time.  They do stuff in preparation for a baby (it is spring and the time of birth).
In the meantime, I have done my part (feeding) and they are doing theirs (eating).  We all have other things to do which are definitely easier to do on a full stomach.