The reason I always take note of hawks is that they are HUGE. When they land on the limb that holds the bird feeder, it dips 6 inches. When they fly in they knock down leaves in their path, and everyone else leaves...and stay gone for a long time. They scare me.
When I went to the back door to take a picture of the hawk, I noticed that one of the tiny quail-ettes was cowering against the screen by my office window; he probably got lodged there when the quail scattered. I'm pretty sure the hawk had his eye on this itty bitty, defenseless quail-ling.
Outcome: The baby quail ran off to find his parents, and the hawk left without lunch. I'm sure he'll find some other poor unsuspecting creature to eat instead.
End of dramatic quail-hawk story.
Oooh, a chicken hawk. Naughty. We have tons of cardinals and blue birds that feast on our little hanging feeder. Their only enemy is my furry friend, Rick...
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