I've got a crow story.
Was eating my lunch in the car in a gravel pit. Had hot wings. Finished off the first one and tossed the bone out the window. Mr Crow comes in and walks over and picks up the bone. Immediately spits it out....was pretty spicy, all right.
Any way, then he did something that I thought was amazing. He circled the bone on the ground and as he walked around it, he would reach in with one foot and quickly touch the bone. He did this three or four times, feeling the bone with his foot to see if it was still "hot". Apparently spicy hot is no different than heated hot to a bird. He left the bone and flew away.