So about a year and a half ago, my polish crested, Florence , finally grew up. I bring my chickens outside in my backyard a ton, and one day when I was sitting at a lawn table about ten feet away from Flo (maybe not even that), something fuzzy and brown flew down and barreled her over. Poofs of feathers began to fly, and in extreme distress, I got up, running over to my chicken and the thing that was on top of her. I grabbed the brown creature without thinking, and turned it over, and was partially confused by a face that possessed some appearance of kinship to the bird it was attacking. It took me a few moments longer to realize that I was staring into the yellow eyes of a juvenile hawk. It didn't flap, or kick. In fact, it didn't move at all, it just watched me as if in total shock. I like to imagine his parents sat up in their tree saying "I knew that kid would be trouble." . I threw the hawk to the grass and ran to my chicken that was crouched on the ground, and found that by some awful amount of luck, she sustained no injuries other than plucked feathers! I've got some bold predators in my neighborhood! I'm convinced I have a hawk nursery in my backyard... Anybody else have any stories of close calls with hawks or other predators?