We have this little robin's nest at the side of our house, and three little baby robins were born and I filmed them growing up. It was pretty neat and all, especially when they got freathers and full wings.
So today, my neighbor comes over and I'm on my computer flying planes on FSX. Suddenly my brother comes flying out of his room shouting "Something is attacking the birds outside!" I rushed down to the window to see one loving huge crow at the side of the birds nest, with the mother and father robins squacking and dive bombing the massive bird. I rushed outside with no shoes and ran across to the side of my house to find the crow with a baby robin already in it's beak! D: So being me, nature-freak, and quite angry:
I punched the crow.
It flew back and hit the fence, dropping the poor baby robin in the process. The crow squacked and hobbled across my backyard, until I chased it into the back forest.
The baby robin had died, we are going to bury him tomorrow D: The other two babies hobbled away with the parents, and came back later to the nest in the evening.
tl:dr - I punched a crow.
