A Story About Snoopy the Rescued Crow
Animal Stories from All-Creatures.org

By Diane Blakney

August 2009

Here's a true story:

Many years ago someone brought a baby crow to my sister who was an animal rescuer.  She nursed the baby until he was ready for release, but he refused to fly away. So for 24 years "Snoopy" lived with my sister and her family.

During this time, Snoopy learned to say a few "words" and people walking by the house would say "hello" and Snoopy would say "hello" to them.  For his safety my sister built him a very large cage for him to sit on the porch in the summer.  

When Snoopy wanted his favorite treats, spaghetti and cheese doodles, he would lay on the bottom of his cage with his feet in the air and scream "HELP"!

One beautiful summer day, a police car was passing my sister's house when the two officers heard what sounded like a woman screaming for HELP.  They jumped out of their car and raced to the house with guns drawn.  Imagine my sisters surprise as she walked out the door to give Snoopy his treats and found two policemen staring at the bottom of Snoopy's cage as he screamed HELP, HELP, HELP.

29 July 2004 Update

This is just to keep you in the loop: I contacted Rubicon Publishers and have already signed a release form so they can publish the story of Snoopy in their book. I explained to them (the publishers) that I have been an animal rescuer for over 35 years and have collected many animal stories through the years and was considering putting them all together into a book some day. Thank you for such a wonderful web site and for giving me the opportunity to share Snoopy's story.

He was a silly character that touched everyone who knew him. He could also be quite devilish, too. Crows are notorious thieves of shiny objects and Snoopy definitely kept up with the notoriety. My sister always found quite a stash of goods each time she cleaned Snoopy's cage. Snoopy was free to leave and fly away at any time, but never chose to go. He would fly short distances, but always come back to the safety of his cage (usually with a souvenirs). Some of his more sacred souvenirs were buried with him when he passed away at age 24.

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