Reading all the above heart-broken stories related to hawk attacks, I truly feel lucky and even blessed. I live next to a preservation. So there are hawks (and other predators) visit often, including a "residence" hawk, often perching on the tree branch right outside my backyard. It made dives now and then, but never really chased down a chicken. Most times, the hawk just sat here watching over. And when I approached toward it, the hawk turned its back on me and continued its sunbathing or win blowing, who knows! I let it be while keeping an eye on it and a broom handy... I'm guessing, maybe it is not hungry at all, within one mile, there is a reservoir with dozens of sitting ducks and a rooftop full of gulls and doves. It doesn't need to chase down a few hens guarded by a roo and me! Oh well, we still lost 1 leghorn to a pair of bobcats.