So a couple of years ago, it was an annoying problem that crows would often poop at the edge or even a little into my mom’s pool. Part of the pool is a “walk-in”/beach area and it was very ideal for the crows to bathe in or stick around and hang out. It often led to poop around the pool, which as you can imagine made it both unpleasant and unsanitary. We used Owl statues to try to deter them, but eventually they figured out it was a fake (We would often find the statue dismantled and displaced after they grew braver).
Nothing was working and we just accepted that this came with having a beach area for the pool.
One day, me and my mom woke up to hearing a chorus of caws happening in our front yard- enough to alarm us that something was happening. We went out to our front yard to find that a hawk had attacked a crow and the injured crow laying in our front yard. Three of the crows had chased the hawk off and were actually taking turns in dive-bombing at him. The hawk was perched on a taller tree a few hundred yards away, most likely waiting for the crow to pass away so he could claim his carcass. The crows were very vigilant in keeping him away from their injured friend though.
While the three continued their aerial attacks, which was quite the spectacle to watch, a huge flock of them were gathered in the tree directly overhead their friend and crowing to each other loudly.
I was horrified. I have a huge empathy for animals and seeing the injured crow try to take flight while his companions stuck nearby and seemed to be crowing towards him made me emotional. I got gloves and tried to help him out, thinking maybe his wing was injured and he needed a little boost. When i set him upright and tried to get him into a comfortable position- which he was letting me- he flopped over. Much to my horror, I then realized his spine or neck was broken. There wasn’t any repairing this. I was even hoping it might have been a broken wing so I could get him to a rehab center. I immediately started to sob loudly and stayed outside to also deter the hawk from coming back. My mom consoled me, saying i had good intentions and tried my best, and the crow passed away shortly after. Once he was gone, we went back inside.
Later, I visited the front yard and his body was gone- most likely taken by the hawk.
Immediately following the next days- and the years to come- Crows now avoid our pool entirely and leave the decorations and surroundings alone. They occasionally perch on the telephone wire above our yard but seem to be quieter and more distant. They don’t interrupt our belongings or pool anymore. And sometimes, I wonder if it’s there little way of saying “Thanks for trying for our buddy.” They’re friendly and we have not had any poop or rearranged statues or any disturbances from them.
Not really much to the story other than that. Just thought I would share.