So today, I was sitting at home after a long day of nothing. My mother shouted to come look at a hawk (you know where this is going). So the hawk had a squirrel under it and its talon went into the squirrel's eye. The hawk, seeing us humans, left and the squirrel was still there, squirming around. After it settled down a little, we went over and checked on it. It was still alive, but it was more stable. We helped it eat and drink a bit. So at the moment, it's in a nice little box with a plate full of nuts. We named it hawkeye. I'll try to post some pictures of it soon.
