We had an unexpected visitor for one day. He showed up extremely tired and dirty. Bob sat out some bird food and water. It was gratefully appreciated. After several feedings and 3-4 long naps our little friend flew off into the sunset. Bob wasn't sure if it was better to let it fly away, or try to catch it. He figured out the cost of a large birdcage, various accessories and the fact that the thing, while not afraid of humans, did display a desire to bite. Bob figured it probably wasn't worth it. Maybe it found it's way back home again, or we might have a hawk that is now much fatter
