Here, in Bern🇨🇭, I shred toasts on my window and get massively visited by hungry crows living in the trees surrounding the border of the Aare, our river which I leave nearby.

My cats love the show so everyone enjoy. The crows spread a good word about me and more than often, when I appear somewhere in town, crows will begin to fly above me and sing for me. People don’t understand why. Before the lockdown, I used to go to work before 7:00 in order to get back sooner, also there, 4km away, the crows would make a joyous noise for me, to the point that I also purchase cheap toasts for them which I throw through my window below which there our company restaurant’s roof.

Then comes the funny bit: my younger colleagues tell me that I am « stupid to feed such ugly parasites ». I ask « Besides the 🇨🇭Parliament and the bear park, what’s the most beautiful feature of Bern? », « Duh: the Munster, our cathedral », « yes, what is it dedicated to? », « Duh, don’t know? », « well, Saint Vincent. » then I tell them there’s a huge superb mural depicting the life of Bern’s protector and, after his martyr, his corpse was transported in a forest near a river. Wolves approached in order to feast upon his body. God would not allow the Saint to suffer such an outrage and sent a swarm of crows to expel the bad doggies. So, crows protect the protector of our beloved 🇨🇭capital.

Since then, my colleagues feed the crows when I am not present.🤗

Here, in Bern🇨🇭, I shred toasts on my window and get massively visited by hungry crows living in the trees surrounding the border of the Aare, our river which I leave nearby.

My cats love the show so everyone enjoy. The crows spread a good word about me and more than often, when I appear somewhere in town, crows will begin to fly above me and sing for me. People don’t understand why. Before the lockdown, I used to go to work before 7:00 in order to get back sooner, also there, 4km away, the crows would make a joyous noise for me, to the point that I also purchase cheap toasts for them which I throw through my window below which there our company restaurant’s roof.

Then comes the funny bit: my younger colleagues tell me that I am « stupid to feed such ugly parasites ». I ask « Besides the 🇨🇭Parliament and the bear park, what’s the most beautiful feature of Bern? », « Duh: the Munster, our cathedral », « yes, what is it dedicated to? », « Duh, don’t know? », « well, Saint Vincent. » then I tell them there’s a hige superb mural depicting the life of Bern’s protector and, after his martyr, his corpse was transported in a forest near a river. Wolves approached in order to feast upon his body. God would not allow the Saint to suffer such an outrage and sent a swarm of crows to expel the bad doggies. So, crows protect the protector of our beloved 🇨🇭capital.

Since then, my colleagues feed the crows when I am not present.🤗