As you can see, he continually did what he wanted.
The mama screamed from a nearby tree but did little else.
Towards evening he hopped over to the patio and sat next to my chair.
I felt like he was trusting me.
I was not worthy of that trust.
The next morning, he still sat on the patio but seconds later he plopped over dead.
He had a sibling who got out of the nest but he was the smarter of the two or the less trusting of humans because he learned to fly!