Quite a few years ago *ow, my son found a young Crow who obviously could not fly, at the time it was being stalked by a cat.
He got rid of the cat and brought the Crow home. He called the Crow Moses (I dunno why either) and gradually trained it to fly a little although it would not do any major high flying. He use to drive around in his car with the crow on his shoulder, it was amusing to see people do a double take as he passed.
Moses went missing one Sunday but my wife saw him resting in a tree next to our local chapel. The congregation, mostly elderly folk were stopped in their tracks as they filed into the chapel because she was imploring the Crow to come out of the tree with..
"Moses, Moses, come down Moses".
19-Dec-2012 03:49:54
