I had another crazy story today! Spencer caught a pigeon at street level while I was flying him from a rooftop. That’s a terrifying scenario because people on the streets can be crazy and will often try to kick or beat a hawk to “save” something that it has caught. Hawks are fragile and can easily be fatally injured if they take a hit. Since I was on the roof it took me a couple minutes to get down to him, the whole time praying that I wouldn’t find him injured or dead. Well, when I got down there I found him with this man hovering over him. The man asked if he was my bird and I said he was, and asked him if he was alright.
The man replied with “yeah he’s alright. A guy over there was trying to kick him and I told him ‘you better leave this hawk alone or I’m gonna best your ass!’” And I’ve never been more grateful for the actions of a stranger. This guy likely saved my birds life and I’m so lucky that he happened to be there at the right time, like a homeless guardian angel.
Today could have ended very differently if it weren’t for him. I wish I had something to give him but the best I could do was to let him pet Spencer while he ate and tell him how much it meant to me that he protected him. He seemed enamored. If I ever see him again in the future I’ll be sure to buy him lunch.
