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Hoodie crows visit the garden I could swear they know my every move - when I dispose of any leftovers including the hottest of curries they soon arrive. Their intelligence is a marvel and their stomachs must be made of steel.
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Jun 27, 2015
Jun 27, 2015 at 8:38 AM UTC
Hoodie Crows
Hoodie crows visit the garden I could swear they know my every move - when I dispose of any leftovers including the hottest of curries they soon arrive. Their intelligence is a marvel and their stomachs must be made of steel.
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Jun 27, 2015
Jun 27, 2015 at 8:38 AM UTC
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