Yesterday evening I saw a Cooper's hawk sitting on a tree very close to our house; I figured he was looking for our chickens but they were in the barn. Today my son came home from school and heard them rioting in the barn. He went out there and found two Coopers hawks, trapped inside the barn. They had killed Lil Dude just inside the door. He was a very savvy little rooster; we have had him almost three years. We figured out that our flock must've been just outside the man door (the only door open) to the barn, enjoying the sunshine. The hawks must've chased em in the barn, and Lil Dude probably ran in the barn and stopped, figuring he was safe once he was in there, as he has been every other time. On top of that, they barely ate any of him; we figure they were probably scared once they were in there, and couldn't get out. My son went in and lit a bunch of firecrackers, then opened the door. They left. We draped an old hammock across the door opening, which covers two thirds of it, and tied old cd's to it. We never figured hawks would be that bold.