You might at first think that a carrion bird that picks at roadkill or weeks-old trash would not be suspicious. Well, you’d be wrong. The common crow, Corvus brachyrynchos, is actually quite suspicious, as well as judicious and discerning. (You would be too, if you lived among a bunch of other squawking scavenging peckers!)
Crows are in fact quite discriminating in their tastes. According to tests recently undertaken by The Midwest Center of Meaningless Science, the crow’s most select roadkill, for example, is the young adult male red squirrel, preferably nicely flattened by a steel-belted radial (Michelin, 10R16.5 or larger). Trash entreés considered the most delectable include: (believe it or not!) room temperature spaghetti-os still at least partially in their tin, that clingy residue of egg-white left on the inside of cracked shells, Clementine seeds, and Sunday newspaper marinaded in coffee grounds and curdled milk.
(Shhhhh! — I believe our subject here has just spotted some fine juicy grubs emerging from that smashed half-canteloupe peeking out of the moldy corn-flake box!)