this blog always reminds me of the core memory i have of seeing a raptor of some sort land on a staircase railing in like 5th grade and start tearing open a squirrel in front of my whole class. it was very hype and i spent recess trying to bait one down so i could catch it and sic it on my enemies for a while but it did not work. i wish i had bothered to ID it but i think it was a red tailed hawk. anyways great birds i would spare you from the wrath of my hawk companion had my plan succeeded all those years ago.
i think this is how falconry was invented
this reminded me of how when i was like 8 we had to eat lunch outside in this little pavilion and there were these magpies that loved to divebomb kids and steal their food and i used to try to bait them with crackers from my lunch so i could try and?? grab one? honestly im not sure i didnt think that far ahead. it just made them swoop at me more. the moral of that story is that i ended up accidentally hitting a magpie with my (soft, fabric, empty) lunchbox full on like it was a baseball. that didnt even get them to stop robbing me lmfao
anyway we are brothers in arms and you deserve a hawk companion to sic it on your enemies