I have a friend that got a falconry license in Texas. It’s about a five year process, and not 5 years of waiting for the paperwork. Almost every weekend, you’re out with your licensed trainer doing bird related shit. You have to catch a wild bird of prey and convince this bird that you’re a team, otherwise he’ll fly away and not come back the first time you take him out. In all his years of falconry, he’s had two birds killed. I was with him both times, and I’ve only been out with him twice. So I’m bad luck, it seems. I don’t get invited anymore. One red tail hawk was electrocuted on a power pole. The other was bitten while fighting a rattlesnake.