There was a pair of crows that hung around our house on the 
Oregon coast. I loved seeing them interact, one sidling up next to the 
other, head down, wanting to be groomed. Or flying past, sticks in their
 beaks, as they built their nest in a tree on the next block.
I would 
sometimes give them some of Abby's kibble, tossing it down from the 
front deck as they stood in the driveway below. As I came out the door, 
they would immediately fly over to see what I had.
They say crows 
recognize faces; they remember those who have done them wrong and 
remember those they feel comfortable around. Shortly before we moved, I 
took a few final photos of them and I love how this one looks. And, like a 
crow, I will remember them as well.
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