By: Pat Coate
On a daily basis I’ll hear the grackles, sometimes joined by the piercing alarm call of the robin, raising a ruckus. Inevitably, there will be a clearly apprehensive crow pinned down at the top of a tree withstanding a squadron of brave grackles who are taking turns dive bombing it. Eventually the crow will make a run for it and be escorted out of the territory by a grackle or two who continue their assault on the airborne crow.
The crows will rob the nests of eggs or nestlings if they can, so it is no wonder the grackles so aggressively, and loudly, attempt to drive them away.
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