When I was younger I had a falcon. One day my mom went to backyard and saw a wounded bird. She picked it up and took it inside the house. We figured that the bird has a broken wing but neither of us were aware that this bird was a falcon, and because we had some parakeets, we tried to feed it seeds. When my father arrived he freaked out about it, saying it could have ripped our fingers and stuff. We then kind of figure it was a falcon. Against my dad's will, we kept the falcon. We named her Heidi because she would always stay to watched tv when Heidi was on. She was our pet for many years, she never attacked us or any of the other pets. She later on died of a disease. Just felt like saying the story. I haven't heard of anyone having a pet falcon.