It was another grey and cold morning, but the arctic wind had not yet turned into a blast, so it felt milder than expected. Still - gloves had to be worn.
We left the house at 6.45 a.m. and followed the now familiar route. Today, the bold raven picked us up at the bottom of the ravens field, opposite the big field. He kept following us, getting his scraps, and again ate some, hid some and then took of with some, flying to Pontcanna Fields.
Miss Sophie is now very good at not lunging at him - and he comes up to us to about two feet.
He is the only raven who does not duck when I throw a scrap.
Today I noticed that he sometimes erects parts of his head feathers, which makes him look as if he's got upstanding ears.
Sometimes he lands right behind me. Not having eyes in my back, I look for him and when I see him so close to us, it sometimes gives me a small fright!
He followed us all the way round while we did our obedience exercises, and even followed us round the spinney although we went the no-more-food way.
His companion did not turn up today, nor did the quarry pair,
On the way back we noticed another raven on the ground, in the toddlers' playground - and a squirrel was right behind him, also feeding.
So my tentative assumption, that the ravens in the ravens field might scare off the squirrels, which use the top of the wall to the allotments as a highway, cannot be right.
I assumed this because, when the ravens are around, there are no squirrels on that wall - and Miss Sophie does deceptively well in her training, not being visually distracted by small, moving, furry objects.
Time had run out to visit Pontcanna Fields and the ravens nest - that has to wait for tomorrow.
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