I found  Jabber Jaws when he was a ball of what looked like hair with a few feathers poking through.  He had, apparently, fallen out of his nest.  His mouth was a gaping hole surrounded by a yellow trimmed beak.

        In capable of feeding himself, I prepared food for him when we reached home.  At first he objected, but soon seemed to realize that was where his food would come from until he could feed himself, and then he stopped fighting me.

          Each day, it seemed, more feathers appeared and at the end of the following three weeks he was fully feathered.  He "talked" the entire time he preened himself after his daily baths.

           Jabber Jaws avoided my two cats, Harry and Woody, until he was grown.  He then hopped up behind them and pulled their tail.  He tore hunks out of my houseplants, played in my shoes, pecked the keys while I worked on my computer, and seemed to be involved in mischief most of the day.

This is a true story, and educational book for children about the rehabilitation of an Alaskan Magpie.   This book contains a "Facts about Magpies" page at the end of the book.