With all the crows in my garden, eating my cucumber shoots and picking on the littler birds, I once asked my mother about getting a slingshot (horrible, I know!) and making a little crow "chicken pie." She said, "They call it 'eating crow' for a reason, you know." I guess crow meat would not be too sanitary.
By the way, my fellow list members have reassured me about the crows' intentions in Loring Park. I no longer feel like Tippi Hedren. Judging by the sloppy "valentines" our crow friends are leaving all over the pavement beneath them, I should feel more like Mel Brooks in "High Anxiety" in which he, after seeing our feathered friends congregating, feels on his shoulder a warm, welcoming blob of...well, rent the film. Kristine Harley Sheridan _______________________________________ Minneapolis Issues Forum - A Civil City Civic Discussion - Mn E-Democracy Post messages to: [EMAIL PROTECTED] Subscribe, Unsubscribe, Digest option, and more: http://e-democracy.org/mpls
