It would seem that life is literally THROWING opportunities at me to step "out of my comfort zone". I found this injured hawk less than 1/4 mile from our home tonight.
He has an injured wing, and he is now residing in a dog crate carrier on top of my kitchen table. I tried to capture him, but the towel I had in my car wasn't large enough to throw over him, so I left the carrier on the side of the road and ran home to get a bigger blanket.
When I returned he was in the carrier, obviously seeking shade from the extreme 100-degree temps. So he made my job a lot easier!
|He's sleeping - one very tired bird|
If anyone has suggestions, I am all ears.