Yesterday morning I ran around on the driest part of
the yard. I ran as fast as I could back and forth.
I saw the hawk. I slowed down and watched
him/her soar around. I jumped the “creek”
to run a bit on the other side where the snow
had melted some. I saw two hawks soaring low.
Wowza! I started to run closer to where I thought
the hawks went. They made hawk noises at me.
There are now two hawks. Maybe this means
there will be baby hawks- eyas?
I watch for hawks because I don’t want my little dogs to get snatched by one!
Hmm. I have heard it does happen. I can’t imagine it.