While I was out and about I heard a crow commotion in the sky. There they were tagging and raking an eagle. They took turns running over his full wing span. The direction was from wing tip to tip or over his back. Each time they did it I heard this squeak come out of the eagle. Not a very regal eagle sound I thought. When I got home, I noticed that even though this was with my little Canon Elph camera it was clear this was not a white-headed adult. This immature eagle was crying uncle to these three crow bullies. Stop stop… I don’t like this game he was crying out.