Thanks Bob, Jon, Peter, Giac and KGH for all these stories and good advice, I am finding it all very helpful.

I have a friend Kris who lives in a small town in northern Ontario. He has a knack for taking care of birds and he spent many years working in a bird sanctuary.
Well one day a contracter came to him because he did not know what to do. They had been clearing some land for development and knocked down a tree that had a crow's nest in it. It seems that the baby crow was still alive after two days of being abandoned and this contracter was feeling really guilty. So my friend Kris took in the bird and nursed it to health. From then on it was Mama Kris. Joe the Crow took residence in a tree in their backyard, and came through a crack in the screen door whenever he please. Joe would fly upstair to wake up Kris in the morning, drink the milk out of his cereal bowl at breakfast (there is a picture of this that Kelloggs would pay big buck for). Joe the Crow would even fly along with Kris while he walked into town with the family to get groceries on mainstreet.
The Toronto Star found out about Joe the Crow and sent a journalist to write a story about him. There is even a children's book being published this year based on the story of Joe the Crow.
But then trouble started.......
Once Kris took the family for dinner in town at Mr. Subway and Joe flew in the back door and startle all the patrons. Joe became bored in the afternoons while everyone in the family was at work or school so to entertain himself he would steal the neighbour's underwear off the clothesline. People in the town started to complain because their kids were scared of Joe even though he was friendly Joe could be overwhelming.
Kris had to deal with the problem, so he drove Joe to their cottage and left him there, hoping somehow Joe would make it on his own.
Kris went back to check a few days later. Joe was gone and all Kris could do was hope he would make it on his own.
To this very day, Kris gets choked up if you talk about Joe.

Bonnie