Our young osprey met with a sad fate. They fell victim to one of my least favorite birds in the universe - a bald eagle. Apparently, the eagles wait until the juveniles are large enough that mum isn't sitting right on top of them anymore, but are still too young to fly, and then come in for the kill. One was killed outright, the other was saved from death by one of the parent birds, probably mum, but putting the youngster back in the nest would have been setting the buffet table for the eagle. We sent it up to Avian Haven, where the great folks up there will make sure that it at least has the possibility of survival. Shortly after our youngster arrived, they took in three or four more juvenile osprey that had also survived eagle attacks.