It was the first time I met a kestrel chick. It was so tiny that I was confused. I diligently chopped the meat for it, which probably made it laugh a lot, because one day ...
Oh yeah! Once I accidentally dropped a whole piece of meat. In complete stupefaction, I watched how this tiny creature was tearing meat with its beak and realized what nonsense I had been doing before, turning the meat into minced meat for it ...
Phoenix has grown into a real handsome falcon. Having passed a period of adaptation and having learned to hunt on its own, it was returned to the wild.
Since then, many kestrels have visited my house. But I still remember this first chick.
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