Jan 13
I heard the crow caw my name
Cats: Uncategorized|I’m having a little issue with crows.
They seem to be following me, watching me, cawing my name.
As I type, there are three of them in a tree outside my window and I swear they are staring at me.
Aren’t crows – cloaked in shining black – some sort of portent of doom or death?
In school we read a book called “I Heard the Owl Call my Name” about an American priest who went to live in an aboriginal community in British Columbia. One of things he learned was that when someone heard the owl call their name, death was approaching.
I’m not superstitious. And I like crows. They’re smart and crafty.
Buuuuut …
They’re creeping me out. It’s crow-creep.
I just wish they’d buzz off.
January 13th, 2009 at 12:08 pm
Talk about creepy crow stories. When I brought my newborn son home from hospital, he was in his crib and I heard an odd noise coming from his room. I walked in to see a crow pecking so hard at his window that there was a stream of blood on the window coming from the crow’s beak. The whole scene gave me the willies, and I have hated crows ever since.
January 13th, 2009 at 12:48 pm
I’d only start to worry if the crow population following you, triples.
January 13th, 2009 at 1:06 pm
Uh, where are you again?
Meaning, in what country?
In what province?
You are mistaken when you think they are saying (your name), because they are actually are saying “thaw! Thaw!” They are fed up with the Nova Scotian winters.
January 13th, 2009 at 1:13 pm
Get yourself a big net, and/or a shotgun, and catch 4 and 20 of those creepy bastards and bake them in a pie. That will send a message to the rest of them and they’ll leave you alone.
January 13th, 2009 at 1:37 pm
Cormac!!! Good one!
Just watch out. They steal shiny things.
January 13th, 2009 at 1:58 pm
I had a dream once where a buddy of mine shot a crow. I was upset. Everyone in the dream who wasn’t upset got killed that night. Two roasted as they slept, and one had the front of his face bitten off by a bnlack cat turned face biter.
So it’s best not to be superstitious.
January 13th, 2009 at 2:06 pm
Did you watch Alfred Hitchcock’s “The Birds” over Christmas break?
My advice, carry an umbrella and use it like Sean Connery in “Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade”. You might avoid air traveling trouble that way.
Doc
January 13th, 2009 at 5:47 pm
Cawing your name? I find it hard to believe crows can say ‘Gifted Typist’
January 13th, 2009 at 6:18 pm
It’s times like this a slingshot would come in handy. I admit, crows hanging out looking at me would probably creep me out a bit.
January 13th, 2009 at 6:34 pm
GT if you’d like I can lend you the pellet pistol I dissuaded the crow( in Mare’s story above) from hanging around our house with.
It sure worked some good…
January 13th, 2009 at 11:13 pm
My mother in law is superstitious about crows. If she sees a single crow she always makes sure someone else sees it too. Not sure what it means, but that’s what she does. I can only think of the rhyme “One crow sorrow, two crows joy, three crows a girl, four crows a boy, etc.
January 14th, 2009 at 2:23 pm
MAre, better to hate crow than to eat crow
Allison, ok, trouble comes in threes
Ah Cormac, I hope you leave that fertile brain of yours to science. Thaw! Thaw!
OK Bubs, I;ll do the baking but you send that message. Your the cop. They’ll listen to you.
Lisa, yes that’s a problem. If they steal all the shiny objects, what will I have to distract me?
January 14th, 2009 at 2:25 pm
Dick, remind me never to get involved in any of your dreams
Doc, Birds is on my list. ANd the umbrella sounds good – will a shovel work too?
Cube, you’d have to hear it to believe it
JEnna, can I borrow yours?
January 14th, 2009 at 2:25 pm
Maybe they are just guarding you against the squirrels.
January 14th, 2009 at 2:26 pm
Tagbagger, your pellet gun and jenna’s sling shot should do it
H n P, yes I’ve heard people say that too
January 14th, 2009 at 2:51 pm
I have missed reading this blog because
(1) it is funny and entertaining, and
(2) for Dick’s comments.
Mare, that story is really creepy.
Okay, I have a story, not quite as creepy, but it’ll do. My friend and I were sitting on a bench in Halifax’s point pleasant park. After about five minutes of sitting, we were completely surrounded by crows watching us, like we had stolen their bench. THEN a crow SHAT on my friend’s head. As we got up to leave, the crows immediately flew to the bench, perched on it, and watched us walk away with crowy glee.
January 14th, 2009 at 3:50 pm
A little lesson from the country. You have to be aggressive with crows — give ‘em back what they dish out. I sneak up on them from behind and then caw back at them which scares the poop out of them and they pretty much stay away (go figure). Our neighbours are not within sight, thankfully. Let me know how you make out with this from your residential city neighbourhood
If this doesn’t work, hang a dead one from a stick on your front lawn, that’ll learn ‘em.
January 15th, 2009 at 1:08 am
I meant “in which province,” and hey, at least they’re not doing what pigeons love to do in front of the Typist Family.
January 15th, 2009 at 4:43 am
Ewww, creepy. I just mentioned an evil crow on my blog today. I wonder if there is something to all this. The birds are coming! Hopefully, someone who looks like Rod Taylor will save us all.
January 15th, 2009 at 10:32 am
Look at it this way: Better crows than vultures.
January 15th, 2009 at 11:40 am
All I can say after reading these comments is “EWWWWW!” I’ll never look at a crow the same way again.
January 15th, 2009 at 11:45 am
Deepti, welcome back, well, you’re still in Quito but you’re welcome to GT anytime. STrange story.
YAM, i like the idea of hanging a dead one. Does that work with politicians too?
Cormac, thanks to you we now all understand what pigeons love to do second most: thaw thaw.
BeckEye, or maybe someone who likes like Michael Johns can save us all.
Lori, that is the bright side
Sara, so does this mean you are another recruit in this anti-crow rebel force we are assembling?
January 15th, 2009 at 6:06 pm
GT, have you felt the need to eat them?
Deepti, I’m flattered…whether i should be or not.
January 16th, 2009 at 9:18 am
Dick, I may not have felt the need to eat them but others have tried to encourage my appetite for them.
January 16th, 2009 at 9:18 am
Dick, you?
January 16th, 2009 at 2:34 pm
God, I hope you don’t go all Tippi Hedren on us.
January 16th, 2009 at 5:13 pm
Dick, yes, it was a compliment.