The little birds were having a bird party on the railing to my deck. I tried to fill the bird-feeder, but it was too tall to reach, too stuck to dismantle, and the ladder too wobbly to try. So I poured the pitcher of mixed seed I had prepared onto the railing of our deck. The birds didn’t seem to mind.
All of a sudden the birds scattered and Mark said, “There’s a hawk.”
A hawk had swung by and landed in the top of a tree in the garden beside our drive. I rushed to get my camera and headed outside. Arthur followed me. He walked off the deck, around the stairs and down near the bird feeder. I was trying to locate the hawk.
The next thing I knew, the hawk came swooping low towards where Arthur and I were near the bird feeder. I screamed for Arthur. Now, I don’t know if a hawk is strong enough to take Arthur off into the sky never to be seen again, but I am not willing to take any chances.
The hawk perched itself in a tree near the plentiful feeding grounds we had created.
After a brief period of panic and much cajoling, I finally got the little in-great-need-of-obedience-training dog to come. I closed him securely in the house.
The hawk looked around, watching for birds and watching me.
The hawk didn’t stay in one place very long. It moved around flying and landing here and there.
At one point, I thought it had caught something because it beat its wings back and forth near a tree.
A majestic bird, the red-tailed hawk is one of my husband Mark’s favorites. I’d probably like it a lot better if I knew for certain the hawk will never consider my little white dog prey.
After a short wait, the hawk flapped it’s wings and left. Arthur escaped the hawk to live another day. (Not funny, really.)
For more information on the red-tailed hawk see http://pelotes.jea.com/AnimalFact/Birds/hawkredt.htm.
For more bird photos, see my bird page under the wildlife tab above.