I'm outside spraying down the patio with one of those cheap scew on attachments to the hose. Hearing a lot of noise, look to see the chicks diving for cover in their covered, well protected pen, screaming. The pullets are moving with serious purpose, but silently under a bush. I look up and see a big brown taloned bird swooping fast to the pen. Don't think he sees me, I'm in the shadow of the house, about 56 feet away. Without thinking, I meter his trail, then lift the hose. Honestly don't know who was more shocked, me, him, or all the chickens. Startled him so much turned into the water, I think to attack, then got confused. Actually stopped flying about half a second trying to make sense if such things, then tore outta there without making his usual slow nahnahnahnah can't touch me loop.