Wednesday, December 6, 2017

Making Friends with Tokyo Crows

 Black feathers flow through the city of Tokyo...
  Digging through trashcans, video taped by dash cams
Greeted by assholes with water hoses, chasing away the chosen, leaving  you frozen, gritting your teeth with pink fists swollen....

We are  always on the go, out of control and  misbehaving. Sometimes blamed for shit caused by the  ravens, swaying through the metropolis, acting crazy on top of this...

   Humans say we do amazing shit....
But, if we had our way with it, we would sink this titanic, set this pit ablaze and split, our tightly knit family fuels our persistence not to quit....

We have sentries trained for treachery....
With plenty of hype in keeping our enemies in fear for centuries, as they mourn their fallen in cemeteries...
Generally speaking, our power is  quite legendary

Perched high, watching eagles fly passed
While the lower class pigeons roost in over passes
Fighting over old man crumbs in park grasses
Our color was copied for master kung fu sashes

Exploding like a can of gas with a pack of lit matches
Feeding opponents heads to our hatch lings, when we rat pack
It's disastrous, lower life forms consider us cancerous
But realize making eye contact would be blasphemous....

This is how it has to be because any sign of weakness...
Would be a tragedy..

So, the next time you hear us cackling from the scaffolding's
Respect our territory or become another casualty...

   It started around four years ago when I was cooking morning slop for my sleeping family. It was five thirty in the morning and the pancakes were coming together nicely. The caffeine was flowing through my viens and I was feeling invincible, when out of nowhere, I low grumbling caw interrupted the grease popping  in my frying pan.  
 So I peeked out my kitchen window and found a large crow staring back at me from the roof of the next door apartment complex.  
Hey buddy, are you hungry? I asked the bird. 
Cawcaaaaww.caaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaw. it responded back to me ( which I took as a yes ) 
Alright, hold on. I said. 
I grabbed a piece of raw bacon and made my way out to my balcony. 
Here buddy! Come and get it! 
  At first the crow was a little hesitant but quickly threw caution to the wind and quickly swooped down on the piece of meat. As soon as it gobbled up its breakfast it gave me a quick side glance, said Cawcaw! ( which I took as thank you ) and flew away. 
  This became a daily ritual for the next two years, and as usual as our little morning meetings had become, its trust in me never really grew. It would fly down but I would always have to step back a couple feet, before it was comfortable enough to eat its breakfast. I was definitely the needy one in this relationship, and as much as I wanted it to eat from my hand, I just excepted the fact that this is far as this friendship was going probably to go. 
But then one day, things suddenly changed. 
  I heard my morning Im hungry caw. And when I went outside to give my little crow its treat, I met its mate. Now there were two. Who was the male and who was the female, I had no idea, but the one thing I did learn was that its new lover ate first, always. 
  So, the feedings continued, my wife started asking questions about why we were going through so much bacon, and I was just happy that I could connect with nature in such a large town as Tokyo.  But then it ended. My crows just disappeared. I was little upset over it but at least I had more bacon to eat, and life went on. 
  2017 had arrived and the ice had finally thawed from the passing winter. I was back in the kitchen cooking breakfastagain, and sure enough.out of nowhere…”Cawcaw..caw came through my kitchen window. 
  I smiled, grabbed some bacon, and headed for the door, but this time my two friends had turned into four. They were a family now, and the mother was waiting on my balcony, so that it could feed its two annoying kids. I could relate to this one, since I was supposed to be doing the same thing, inside.

  The crow was a little braver now when approaching me, so it would actually hop up and take the food with me standing next to it. Then it would fly across the street and then vomit down its off springs throats (adorable, I know).
  This went on for two months until the chicks got big enough to take care of themselves, and I guess in crow world, as soon as your kid can survive without you, you and your mate move.very far away, without them.
  So, ever since then, I have become these two young crows uncle and they both fly down to me every morning and eat their morning bacon from my hand! This makes me very happy. 
  These birds are the perfect pet for some one that isnt allowed to have pets at his apartment. 
They fly down, we enjoy a few minutes together, and then we go about our business until the following day. Im just wondering now if I will meet the grandkids one day? 

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