An unpopular choice I suspect, but I rather like magpies. Absolute ********, obviously, and they don't exactly have a voice to inspire poets, but they're beautiful, clever and hide a shimmer of magnificent colour.
When I lived in Maine it was definitely the loon. They're like a duck that has returned to haunt you.
When I lived in Maine it was definitely the loon. They're like a duck that has returned to haunt you.