And my next project shall be...

something made of this, for those times when I just don't feel safe walking alone from the opera house to the parking lot.  Or, I could knit us some gloves with which to handle Sasha.  However, I have no doubt that Kevlar would be no impediment to the beak of doom. This, though, might protect the precious hands of the husband and preserve them for the putting.  If it's good enough for the space shuttle, it's good enough for us.  Space couldn't possibly be harsher than that bird.