But even crows have their troubles.

And the pair that owned this particular nest were a somewhat original and erratic couple.
When the mother had laid her last egg and was getting ready to sit, she decided to take an airing before settling down to work.

Though her mate was not at hand to guard the nest, she flew off down to the farm to see if there was anything new going on among those foolish men, or perhaps to catch a mouse among the cornstalks." "Do _crows_ eat _mice_ ?" demanded the Babe in astonishment.
"Of course they do," answered Uncle Andy impatiently.

"Everybody that eats meat at all eats mice, except us human beings.

And in some parts of the world we, too, eat them, dipped in honey." "Oh--h--h!" shuddered the Babe.
"Well, as I was going to say when you interrupted me, no sooner was she well out of the way than a red squirrel, who had been watching from the nearest fir tree, saw his chance.