
We all see pictures of little children and videos of baby birthdays and such, we never fail to appreciate how cute our offsprings are and perhaps see how well or badly they have turned out eventually.

That rule probably does not apply to his flesh and blood. For his mother, the maternal instinct would guarantee his safety no matter what - she would run into a burning building or jump into a lake even if she knows next to nothing about staying afloat. Like Amma used to say, "To a crow, her chick is still a golden chick."
P.S. The collective noun for crows is murder!
P.S. The collective noun for crows is murder!
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