A couple of days ago, the dog I walk was divebombed half a dozen times by a crow. Thought nothing much of it, it was amusing to watch them having a go at each other. Today, I found the reason why. As we were walking in the same place, I came across a small group of crows with three youngsters. There were two big, burly crows posted each end of the path and the other adults were cajoling the young to peck in the grass. Much as I don't like crows, I found them very endearing to watch.