Leonard exchanges a parting meal with Lone Crow. The crow didn't mind the commotion, but in fact seemed to enjoy human company.

Lone Crow responded to Leonard's talk with low growls, gurgles and soft caws.

Lone Crow enjoyed taking turns with me spinning the loose washer on this bridge rail bolt.

Leonaord "Old Crow" hand-feeds Lone Crow.

A wily grin; a flash of intelligence... except for the fried corn snack...

Lone Crow considers me closely...