Corvus: A Life With Birds by Esther Woolfson
A neighborhood crow follows my two old dogs and I as we meander up the alley on our daily walks. The crow is partial to the dog treats I carry in my pocket, Puperoni being his favorite. He's become bolder lately, waddling up to the kitchen door, and will tolerate me watching as he eats his fill, then buries the surplus in the garden.
I'm reading Corvus by Esther Woolfson, a middle-aged Scotswoman who raised a household of birds but is especially captivated by her corvids, a pet rook and a crow. A gentle book, beautifully written, and comical. Woolfson knows it's amusing that someone would have a houseful of birds. She doesn't care.