I hadn't locked the chickens up being as it was still light out. And here was this hawk munching on some feathery dark animal.
Sorry about the quality of the picture. It was taken through the glass. You can see the hawk about the center of the pic.
I took off running out to the chickens. My heart was beating a mile a minute. All the while the thought of that hawk was eating one of the babies.
When I reached the coop not one chicken was to be seen. Oh crap this isn't good.
Then I heard the babies chirping from inside the chicken house. So I scooted in to find all the chickens and all 10 babies had already put themselves up for the night! They didn't seem frightened or stressed or anything. In fact, they all looked at me like what the heck are you so frantic about.
So I locked everyone in and proceeded to walk around the side of the house where the hawk was sitting on the fence. Surprisingly he/she allowed me to get fairly close. It turned out the hawk was enjoying a meal of a blackbird.
Seeing a hawk right outside the window is a reminder that yes they are here, and yes, when the babies are out in the big world it is a chance that the hawk may have a chicken dinner one of these times.
Ugh, the worries of a mother hen!! :)
Oh, I have been asked what breed of rooster Stew Pot is. He is a Barred Rock.
Until next time...........................
