The standoff — the eagle with the cat, us with the eagle — lasts 15 minutes. The eagle’s stare never once strays from us, as if sending a very, very serious warning through the most sinister set of eyes I have ever seen in my life. No horror movie could ever do the moment justice. Is this what bird watching is all about? If so, I’m out. Were it a nontraceable sack of a million dollars in this bird’s death grip, I wouldn’t dare make a move toward it. (Sad, I know, but true.) “Shall we go?” asks Saruth. Yes, please.