I decided to get "outside" balls for Kamik. She has the concept of returning the ball while we play indoors. This didn't translate to outside. She stayed a safe distance away and played by herself.
It didn't take long for Raven to show up, he perched low on the fence, hunkered down making a variety of clucks, clicks and pacoos. Raven carefully watched the dog and the ball. Notorious for eating snowmobile seats, bicycle seats and anything not covered by a tarp; I figured it wanted to eat the ball.
Kamik made every friendly effort to engage Raven, she carefully placed the ball on the snow bank, at his feet, looked up at the bird, nudged the ball, to no avail. She ran across the parking lot with it, dropped it and facing the raven she waited. Nope. More interesting clucks and pacoos. No playing. Finally we (read I) gave up on raven and we returned up the stairs. Naturally the fastest route to the top is to fly, which Raven did and met us at the top of the landing, firmly settled on the rail.
As I turned to get my key I was surprised to see many ravens were circling overhead. Must have thought lunch was being served. Sorry tulugak, perhaps another time.