RIP Little Hawk

Today I was out on my daily 2 mile walk through town when I came across the most peculiar thing. I found a sparrow hawk, in the sidewalk, about a mile into my walk. It let me walk right up to it. In fact, it let me pick it up! I knew something was wrong with it, but thanks to a rehabilitated GOOSE over the summer, I knew what to do with it. I wrapped it in my scarf and started walking home. We managed to get in the house, open the attic steps, get a cat carrier down, and settle in before I went to call the Wildlife Refuge. I wasn't downstairs five minutes. When I came back, my poor friend was dead. The hawk died. I don't know what was wrong with it. A volunteer for the center said that it might have had West Nile. None the less, I tried to save it's life. I couldn't leave it on the sidewalk to get hit by a car. I did something. Unfortunately, it wasn't enough :(