I have an old plate in the middle of the front yard that I place chicken and fish bones and food scraps on. Usually the remains are quickly snatched by local crows although upon occasion a stray cat or dog may manage to get at the scraps first.
I have a fondness for crows a fondness not shared by most locals who dislike their noisy squawks. I like to watch them. They are usually wary when they approach the food but sometimes they just dash in and off with whatever they can carry. There usually do not eat at the scene but carry the food away to be eaten at some supposedly safer location.
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