so now after my story the story of the crow i don't know. we were on the midway west of the horseman monument and obama's land grab with the dogs lulu and fiona chasing the ring around and i saw this crow sinking into the lawn. a long ruffled tail feather was standing in the grass nearby. crow looked at me as i looked at crow. crow hobbled up to a tree. i hoped crow would not hobble onto the street. then crow flew. in my mind i flew with crow to see that crow was alright, but i think that might have been crow's last flight. crow may have been hit by a car, or crow may just have gotten too old.