That a Raven could figure out on it’s own how to pull up a string with meat attached to it is not surprising at all to me. When I’ve gotten the chance to look at one closely I’ve always gotten the sense that they were looking right back at me. They just give off this air of intelligence that isn’t present in the rest of birds.
I’m Karen and this is my blog. I live in Houston, Texas with my husband David, our daughter Dana, the aspiring dancer and a geriatric cat named Boo.
