Poor crow. What did Ignacio do to you?

Last night, I set up a dog kennel belonging to my collie, Beth, in the backyard with a bowl of cat food and a bowl of water. I put my little friend, whom I've named Mike Crow, in the kennel last night, figuring he'd be safe there.

This morning, I opened the kennel to give him some raw almonds. I left the kennel door wide open, and he refuses to come out. Little guy feels safer in the cage.