Every morning, the local crows follow us along on our dog walk. Some of them have even learned to recognize the sound of our dogs barking, and come gliding towards us as soon as they hear them.

And as soon as the flock spots us in the park, we get surrounded by all of them, which in autumn and winter easily ends up being a group of 50+ crows.

This little crow boss and his body guards were photographed in November, while they were trying to intimidate me into sharing the dog treats with them (and I of course obliged).

Hooded crow (corvus cornix), hanging out in Sofienbergparken in Grünerløkka, scavenging for food between the grass.

Once the crows here understand that you're safe to be around, they let you come quite close. Sometimes they even hop behind dogs and bite their tails as a sort of game, which is really fun to observe.

Mr. Foot, one of the hooded crows living in our area. He often greets us during our walks, sometimes even following us around the neighborhood.

Crows seem to be a lot less predictable than gulls. Whereas the street gulls return to their same chimney every day, Mr. Footieboy and friends don't stick to a schedule. This makes sense, as crows are known to adapt their daily foraging strategy based on what's been discussed at the crow gatherings at night.

Hooded crow coming for a visit on our balcony in the center of Oslo. Since the start of the pandemic in 2020, I started feeding a family of neighborhood crows, which I called the CORVID-19 gang.

They occasionally stop by for a treat, and follow us on dog walks in the street.

Before I got to know the local corvids, I didn't realize how much bird life there was in the city, and thought I had to leave the center in order to see any nature or wildlife. Spending time with them has been a lifesaver, and they'll forever have a warm place in my heart 🖤.