My neighbor gave me this book, knowing I am interested in birding. This very small young blue jay wandered into the author's garage in 1984. She and her husband, along with their five children, brought the bird to a Wildlife Clinic and instead of euthanizing the jay they decided to try to rehabilitate the bird. Naming him Jayson, they later discovered Jayson was a "she" when some eggs were laid. It was interesting reading about the bird's antics and how they gave it good care for 20 years, the last known years spent on Cape Cod looking out on a pond.