I found a Good Samaritan carrying something in her scarf when I rounded the corner of the southwest alcove this morning, and I flagged her down to see what she had. It was a feisty Orange-crowned Warbler (fat = 2) that looked to be in pretty good shape. I took it to a nearby tree where it could just about perch, but then I decided it would be a bit safer at ground level so I moved it there beneath the tree. At this point the bird looked to be in worse shape and it was a lot less feisty. It was a toss-up for me to count this bird as a casualty or not; just to play the odds I decided to count it as a trapped bird rather than a casualty. About 5 hours later, it was gone.