Two years ago I looked after an abandoned baby crow - he was left in a box at the shelter where I work so we had no idea where he came from to reunite him with his family. I called him Joe Crow and cared for him for the next three weeks. When he started to fly around the house we decided that the best place for him was Aspen Valley Wildlife Sanctuary (near Huntsville, ON). The night before we were to leave, Joe flew away. I got up several times in the night calling for him. At about 7am I thought I heard him calling. I went out to the deck and there he was sitting in the tree in front of the house. I put my arm up and called him. Like a scene straight out of a movie he flew to me and tried landing on my arm. He missed, hit me in the face, and gave me some pretty good scratches
At least we didn't have to cancel the trip
Jenny