A crested caracara bird has an eventful afternoon. It starts off with a lonely, yet firm stance on a gravel patch along the Laguna Madre bay area. I slowly walk closer to the bird and it stays in place, posing very still for a crisp photograph. I slowly leave and then a neighborhood cat comes around to investigate this brazen bird. The bird moves just a little to face toward the feline, ready to strike and reverse any plans the cat may have. A male caracara swoops in to send the cat running, and lands next to the stoic female. Even though they look identical, sexing them becomes extremely obvious, even from a distance.