This 7/8 Gyr was the last we raised our own way. He was perfect, and probably would be with us still. But a supposedly experienced falconer, a biologist, begged us to let him “start” the bird on game. In a week he fed it a bridge pigeon and killed it– but he didn’t tell us for a month.I was so depressed I didn’t even tell the breeder, who probably thinks that we’re the idiots. It was the last Gyr, my favorite species, I felt able to keep up with — Gyr flights can easily go four miles on Lee’s ranch. He was a good bird. We have raised little birds this way too.