Stupid hawk hanging out in my backyard, 15 feet above me, ignoring the dirt clods I threw at it from my garden- whizzing right past it's head and it just looks at me! Jerk! I even hit it with one and it just looked at me, GIANT, as if to say, "Silly little woman. You'll have to do better than that. I finally felt secure enough that everyone was protected to run and let out the dogs, but by then I'd sprained my arm throwing stuff at it. Blasted hawk!