Well the ravens like my bread…

So I had a stale tag-end of bread yesterday and nothing better to do with it but toss the chunks into the wash and eavesdrop on it with my game camera.

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I wasn’t surprised at ravens but I was amused by the industry with which this mated pair cleaned up every bit and carried it off somewhere.

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4 Responses to Well the ravens like my bread…

  1. Hammer says:

    Our ravens have to fight the magpies and gray jays. For their share of what we put out

  2. Tree Mike; eff bee eye code name, Foghorn Leghorn says:

    Joel, ravens are high class cousins to the crow. In So. Cal. the crows were out of control, they were vermin. Killed them by the gross if they showed up to rape and pillage my fruit and nut bearing trees. Shoot one and the other raise a hew and cry, bringing in more.
    After moving to Tennessee, my attitude changed completely, they’re well behaved here. Not sure when I’m seeing ravens.
    Uncle Anony, that was great!

  3. Jean says:

    Our ravens nest on our place in southern Utah. Once, I saw them attack an eagle that was after our chickens. The eagle didn’t get anything but a good pecking for his trouble. Since then, I leave a goodie or two out for the ravens.

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