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I can relate to this lady’s birdie. I had the exact same experience, except I killed a crow with a skulled 5W. About 5 or 6 of the crow’s buddies flew down and pecked at it and then flew off. I finished the hole, teed off on the next hole and all of a sudden about 20 crows came and landed all around the dead crow. They were calling and carrying on, and I wondered: are they mourning poor old Jimmy or are they happy he’s gone. Anyway, I got dubbed “Dr. Crow-vork-ian”