In the fall of 2011 I was out on the property walking the dogs. Over head a black bird flew, squaling at us. He followed us back to the house. He stayed around for a few days. I fed him raw steak and cherry tomatoes. Found out later his name is Bart. He was a injured baby when someone with a big heart found hime out in the desert. They nurtured him back to health. What a treat to meet such a character.