Had a little visitor yesterday while working in the shop. She (or he?) hung out from about 8am till 6pm. Flight capable, but didn't want to leave. Eventually, I heard from my neighbor that there was another in a bush in his yard, and that the parents had been fighting with a pair of crows. So we took her over and reunited with the parents.
Well... hello there...
Let's go...
Pretty sure I am not a nest...
I'll just sleep here then...
"All right, Mr. DeMille, I'm ready for my close-up."
Eventually, she started squawking at me. So I left and got some meal worms. She could have left at any time, as the garage door was open. She stayed. And ate plenty.
Had she chosen to keep us, I would have named her BB (King)
Hope she visits more often.