hawk brought me a mouse this morning. alive. dropped it right on my workbench next to the carb I was rebuilding. mouse runs under the tool cart, hawk just stares at me like I'm supposed to be impressed. spent twenty minutes coaxing the thing into a box with a rag and some crackers while the bird watched from the rafters. released it outside. hawk flew off pissed. you're welcome for the free lodging buddy.
