One of my old supervisors at my place of work didn’t like crows hanging around his yard. One time he sprayed a bunch of them with his water hose. After that, when he’d go outside, the crows would quit making noise and eye him suspiciously. He swears he saw the crows dive-bombing i.e. crapping on his house in retaliation for being sprayed with water.
My former roommate swears rhat the crows knew which day of the week was garbage day... they would show up before dawn and be waiting at the end of the driveway.
Crows everntually taught the human to put the garbage at the end of the driveway with sealed lids on the cans.