Me relaxing with Pjuske

Here I’m relaxing with my sweet crow called Pjuske.
He became incredibly attached to me while he was injured/sick.
To survive, he had to come closer and closer to get help.
The other crows went after him because he had gone from being one of the strong ones to one of the weak ones, unable to defend himself.

But when he climbed up to me and sat on my lap or on my arm, he finally had a chance to get something to eat.
He was so loving — but he could also get a little jealous at times.

What made Pjuske especially unique was that even though he could seem tough and a bit selfish, he often shared his snacks with the others.
And at one point, he even adopted a baby raven and gave it almost all the food he managed to beg — from both me and people on the beach. <3