I let my girls out to free range this morning while I cooked a Saturday morning breakfast for the family. While we were enjoying our morning breakfast inside I suddenly heard my Barred Rock Steve squealing like crazy. My other two girls took shelter but Steve was trapped in a corner about to be a hawks breakfast. I lost a chick 3 months ago to a hawk, so anytime I free range them I am on edge. I ran out side and saw Steve trapped in a corner with the hawk feverishly trying to get a hold of her. I went charging for the hawk and she flew away in a panic. Steve was unharmed! The hawk got the best of me three months ago, but today I won! To all you chicken lovers who have lost a girl to a hawk, let's celebrate, today one was spared.