As I sat outside, staring at the waxing gibbous moon, I tried to figure out what kind of bird was calling out this late at night. It turned out to be our neighbor’s newborn baby girl.
For the longest time, the baby cried with no audible response from the parents, and I began thinking I should knock on their front door to see if all was okay. Just as I decided to do so, I heard a Raven call out to the month-old child.
After some minutes, the Raven calmed the baby, and now, they are cawing at one another.
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