Red-tailed hawk

My parents owned this sculpture of a red-tailed hawk. I don't remember when they bought it; I just remember it from my adolescence. It sat on one of the tall shelves my dad made. The red-tailed hawk was my dad's favorite bird, and he'd point them out each time he'd see one.

When our friends were over in January, their kid knocked it down and broke it. Jill bought clay and put it back together. You can see the clay on its legs. It still needs to be repainted.