Everything you ever wanted to know about crow language. Hey, it’s for a good caws.
[Hopefully] Amusing Hijack:
One of the RPGs I currently play is 7th Sea, by AEG. Our group is more misfit than heroic, but by relying on our trusty, reliable, never-fail plan of “Get 'em!” we usually prevail over evil.
Occasionally, however, we try to finesse a situation by sneaking, peeking, and listening instead of just laying a few broadsides into 'em and boarding.
When things go wrong, and they usually do, our emergency signal is “Caw! Caw!”
Unless things have gone horribly wrong, in which case it’s “Caw! Caw! Caw @#!$%& Caw!”
Get a parrot. (unbeknownst to the crow.)
I think African Greys are the smartest?
The parrot will parrot the crow, and the crow will get sick of having everything repeated back to him (or her!) and hopefully go away!
Then of course, you’re stuck with a parrot who will taunt you thereafter in crowspeak…
Or maybe it’ll be able to act as an interpreter instead?
Oh my. I have a neighbor who yells back at the crows. I’ve spent the last two years hoping his wife will have him committed.
I understand your frustration,Mermaid, but I can tell you from experience that people who yell back at crows are three times as annoying as the crows themselves.
You could try getting Cawler ID.
sputtersnort Aw, SALEM! That’s the first time I’ve screensprayed in about six months. Warn a gal, wouldja?
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Well, actually, I speak very fluent crow, what with being one and all…
(first one to guess what I’m talking about get’s a prize!*)
[sub]*prize may be subject to change to “no prize”[/sub]
Nahh, too easy.
Actually, I believe the collective term for crows is a “murder.”
Cite
This has been your Fun Fact for the day.
When you took to the Black you swore to defend against the Wildlings, so get back up on the wall, you craven!
Hm. That link doesn’t seem to be working. Maybe this one is. Another Cite.
And if THAT doesn’t work, just take my word for it.
Enough to make light conversation.
“Bed any good rooks lately?” usually hits the spot
My husband can caw, and scares crows away (sometimes). He can also meow so well that he can call cats from twenty yards away. Perhaps I should have him committed.
Yes, yes ,I was hasty. Murder it is.
Mobs are for emus and kangaroos and wiseguys.
Just catch his attention and toss a couple of peanuts in the yard where he can see them and you’ll soon find that his smug superiority will give way to fawning sycophancy. After a while, try hiding the peanuts under a cup or a small board and watch him figure out how to get them.
Crows are very interesting and entertaining. Get to know and enjoy him.
Oh, and its the beginning of the nesting season, so he’s probably just letting the world know he’s the boss of his territory.
Oh, I meant to say “toss a couple of peanuts out every day.”
But maybe you should wait until you’ve been married for longer, or they’ll figure out that you were just after his money… 
He sounds like a Cro-Magnon man.