Bribing Ravens

I heard two visitors talking in the garden this morning. Two huge ravens were sharing the white chicken egg I'd put out for them. Feathers glowing like abalone in the cool sunlight, they nibbled and chatted, leaving before I could photograph them.
This is the first time I've resorted to bribery. I see ravens when I go out for a walk in these hills above the city of Santa Fe, and we have conversations, but unlike the other homes I've perched in since coming here, Raven hasn't come to the house. When I saw Coyote in the arroyo last night, I asked him why.
I just placed two eggs on the lava rock watering hole. Let's see what happens.