There is a little bird in the back yard. No, wait, he maybe the biggest bird I ever seen. He only has one leg. One wing doesn't work so good but he can fly fairly good. Every time he lands some where the other bird chase him off. Now he stays kinda close to me cause they don't bother him there. After all the birds have ate he flops around on the ground to find their left overs. When he tries to drink from the bird bath he usually falls in a couple times. But this guy is surviving. He's making a point of making do and doesn't seem to mind at all. I think I got a new bud. A new roll model. Ha, well ya never know.