While I was at a church meeting my family found an injured hawk in our yard. They quickly got organized to save this bird. They fed it, took it out of the hot sun and laid it on a soft blanket inside of one of our cages. Quincey and Daddy gave him water with my baster (some how my kitchen tools end up in these situations) ( I would be evil if I said they could not use them, right?) Anyway, it was sweet how they nursed it back. The next morning it was standing up in the cage and looking like it might survive! We called animal services and they came to pick it up and take it to a hawk specialist. It was fun having a hawk to see up close. It was a beautiful bird.
