“I once had a semi-tame crow, who was rescued from a near disastrous fate. He would perch on the arm of my rocking chair, crooning with pleasure while I rocked and stroked his head. He was also very helpful when I made sketches of him, watching intently the course of my pencil and attempting to snatch it from my hand. One of my sketchbooks had some neat little peck marks as evidence of this.” ~ Barbara Howard
