When I want to watch nature red in tooth and claw, I just have to look out of the window. Or so it appears.
The crow was on the grass at the front of the house. "I wonder what he is eating." was my thought. One of our slow-worms. Yes I know we don't own them, any more that we have the right to tell a crow to ignore a good protein dinner, but we are rather fond of the slow-worms that live around our garden, and snuggle down for the winter in the greenhouse. And they eat small slugs etc.
So I really don't want to see the crow reducing the population. Bastard.
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