Birders

My son and I were registered with a BSA Troop. A former Scoutmaster was a falconer who would rescue injured birds, nurse them to health and hunt with them for a while and eventually release them to the wild when they were ready.

He would bring his current rescue project each time and give an incredible presentation with the bird soaring just above our heads top retrieve bone-o-something that would be pick completely clean in seconds.

I may have different opinions if I were a rodent or small dog, but as a human I have to confess that those are magnificent birds.