Well, I feel the need to use some bad language but the stupid software on our board would just bleep it out anyways, so filth and foul, dirty word, blankety-blankin' HAWKS!
Was letting my mama and her bitties out in the yard, but since we have hawks around I was staying right with them. And by "right with them" I mean, I didn't even sit my lazy butt in a lawn chair, but stood in the middle of them while they all foraged around my feet. This bold son of a biscuit eatin' red-shouldered hawk dive bombed 'em anyway. I screamed and threw my cell phone at the worthless thing (actually hit him too, he was that frickin' close!) and he took off and roosted in a tall tree in my front yard and eyed 'em like they were the tastiest thing on the buffet. Mama had enough of it and called 'em all back into the ark. I closed 'em up again and got my green laser pointer and ran him off with that, but he'll be back. So freaking mad right now. Stupid thing. Why can't he just eat gophers and mice, for cryin' out loud?
Edited to add: I think wild animals that don't have a normal amount of fear of human beings are a great big stinkin' nuisance.