This crow was walking around outside in the rain this morning. It didn't take much convincing to come into the carport. I gave it up some food, and it seemed like it was barely old enough to know how to eat.

It spent the rest of the day squawking outside, never left. We've seen foxes and such around here, so I didn't expect it to survive the night at ground level. Therefore, we got out one of the old rat cages and gave it a safe and warm place to sleep.

Hopefully, it feels a bit braver and can fend for itself tomorrow.

The law locks up the man or woman
Who steals the goose off the common
But leaves the greater villain loose
Who steals the common from the goose.

The law demands that we atone
When we take things we do not own
But leaves the lords and ladies fine
Who takes things that are yours and mine.

The poor and wretched don’t escape
If they conspire the law to break;
This must be so but they endure
Those who conspire to make the law.

The law locks up the man or woman
Who steals the goose from off the common
And geese will still a common lack
Till they go and steal it back.