By day two of BJ´s residence, he had already gained strength and size on the improved dog-food diet, but was still just a
hopper -- not a flyer. My major concern was that he would hop into the swimming pool. The solution was to keep him in a large cage on the porch when we were not outside. At every feeding, and they were frequent, we
took him to the lower lawn for flight instruction. After several days of tossing-propulsion, he began to fly solo. At first, his attempts were too low for pool-safety, as he could land only upon
unintentional-contact with the nearest object -- usually the east fence alongside treacherous waters. This begot our training flight pattern in-between cage accommodation until at last, he earned his safe
wings and could reside in the open.