A couple of crow stories:
This one, I'm sure most of you have seen: You are driving along a country road, and way ahead, a crow sits in your path, pecking at some roadkill. As you come closer, it looks up at you seveal times, but continue feeding till the appropriate moment, whereafter it walks to the side of the road, reaching safety just in time. after you pass you can see it in your mirror, walking back to continue its meal. The level of deliberation in this requires considerable intelligence.
I once had a Samoyed dog. They are pretty smart, too, as dogs go, BTW. He and crows would usually observe some kind of truce, pretending not to notice each other, but one day he spotted two crows sitting together some distance away, and probably feeling flippant that day, he charged towards them. They looked up, looked at each other, then one of them alighted, flew towards the dog, curved away and drew him with it, flying a couple of feet over the grass, and repeatedly looking back to ensure it kept a safe but constant distance. The crow flew in a large arch luring my dog back towards me, and as they got near, the dog broke off the chase, out of wind, and came back to me. The crow leisurely completed its low-flying circle, landed beside it's pal, who has simply been sititng and watching, not moving an inch, and ruffled its feathers, it's attitude distinctly saying (I might have imagined this part, of course): "That'll teach him. Your turn next time."
Hans