Have any of you guys ever seen a wren? I have, I held a dead one in my hand. It had tried to fly through the spokes of a bicycle wheel, Not mine I hasten to add. It was one of the saddest moments of my life. Thinking about it later, I wondered why anyone would want to hunt it. This little scrap of life that was supposed to be the source of evil, that deserved to be hunted down. Ain't we a funny race?