Baby Hawk
My Aunt never came to pick me up at work, so instead of getting to work at 11am as per usual, I get there at 3:30pm. Fun. But I did get to talk to -him- all that time though 
Good news though! My dad and I finally got the baby hawk to eat -something-. It wasn’t much at all but at least it ate. My dad pulled it out of the cage we have to keep it in at the moment, and I used tweezers to give it some meat we had. My dad plans to get some mice at the feed store tomorrow and let it eat them. It’s talons are fucking -huge-. And it’s still a baby. It’s about the size of a football, so it’s not real small but it’s still considered a baby.
Man, when we were feeding it, we have it in the same coop we keep some of our chickens in….and it started squaking(sp), and the chickens went nuts. They don’t like sharing a home with a hawk 
And we do have a bowl of water there for it to drink from, so Melissa can rest at ease I found a website for a Wildlife Bird Recovery place around here I’m going to call tomorrow.
I’d like to give the hawk a name, so we are on equal terms, but I’m just not sure.
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4 Responses to “Baby Hawk”
May 24th, 2002 at 8:49 pm
Oh good. Good good. Sounds like you’re taking good care of him. He may not be old enough to hunt on his own, though, so the meat you fed him may actually be better for him anyway. Good luck!
May 24th, 2002 at 11:51 pm
Thanks for the e-mail hon, it helped out a lot
May 25th, 2002 at 2:01 pm
I am glad the hawk is eating.
As for a name, what does the hawk make you think of? Usually that is how I came up with names for my pets. Beware though, if you have a cold, heh, they tend to respond to the stuffed up nasal messed up sounding version of the name.
March 11th, 2006 at 10:15 am
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