We came upon this fine specimen traveling home from the temple this week. He was fleeing, on foot, with an apparent wing injury across the road in front of our truck. If you know Dave, you won't be surprised that he immediately stopped the truck, put on a pair of gloves, and walked cautiously toward the bird. He pursued him down the embankment and captured him fairly easily.He didn't seem to be in distress. We borrowed a cage, set it up in the spare bathroom, and found a couple of grasshoppers that it might find delectable. Yes, Dave hand fed it. Poor grasshoppers. Can you see the look of adoration this bird is giving Dave? He really is a Dr. Doolittle!
We brought the bird the next day to the Dept. of Wildlife Resources. They were pretty excited. They have a women who comes in and rehabilitates these raptors who have been injured, and then releases them back into the area from which they came. I was proud of Dave - and me! I had to put up with a wild, smelly animal in my spare bathroom afterall. 
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