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  • The crows are back. A whole murder of them decided to roost in my backyard. I understand that they would. My oak tree is the tallest tree on the block and at the top of the hill. Too bad for them because I'm not about to have a murder in my backyard. They tried this two years ago too and I didn't put up with it then either. The solution is simple. Four or five good blasts from my noise cannon (pictured). It's a conch horn embedded with quartz crystals. Made it myself. Anyway, I took the horn out, blew it, and about a hundred crows lit out in all directions. Problem almost solved but there were still ten or twenty stubborn birds up there who cawed back at me in defiance so I blew it again, harder and longer. It took about four good blasts before the last one left. They won't come back.
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