First things first: HAPPY BIRTHDAY KATHY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Hope you have a wonderful day full of happy surprises, love and hugs.
OK, Nella: You aren't alone in the hawk attacks. Seems like yesterday was our turn to have our heart rates elevated a bit. That dang Cooper/Sharp Shinned made a strafing run at the flock out of nowhere! He didn't get anyone, thankfully. Chief was on the job, saw him coming and gave out a blood curdling battle cry!!
The girls scattered to the four winds immediately! FussyButt and 'Rissy even barged right past the dog laying in the doorway of the pump house to get closer to me.
It confused the heck out of the dog for sure. He's not used to the girls shoving him aside like he was just so much fur piled in their path!
Denny happened to be out in the yard when all of this was taking place. He saw where the *&%$*@ thing landed in the trees and so ran to get the shotgun. Unfortunately, he couldn't find him again when he got back outside with the gun. Oh how I wish he had called out to me to keep an eye on the little creep! But, I had been a bit preoccupied with two old girls who were besides themselves in agitation at the mere thought of a hawk in their midst.
Aaaah but my Chief! My sweet, magnificent, brave Chief! He never shirked for a moment. He stood right out in the open and screamed his challenge to the hawk, who was hiding in the trees. Stood right out in the open, eyes turned to the skies and the tree branches, scanning every square inch of his surroundings, trying to find that dang hawk.
We never did catch sight of him again. Hopefully he witnessed a yard full of chickens and humans, all of which were on alert and looking for his scrawny butt, and decided there were easier pickings elsewhere. There was no way he was going to get past that big beautiful rooster while he was on duty!
Toss in a couple of humans and a big black dog who wouldn't hesitate to kick his butt into the next lifetime, and hopefully he got the hint. Hit the road Jack....and just keep moving along. There are no free meals here!



OK, Nella: You aren't alone in the hawk attacks. Seems like yesterday was our turn to have our heart rates elevated a bit. That dang Cooper/Sharp Shinned made a strafing run at the flock out of nowhere! He didn't get anyone, thankfully. Chief was on the job, saw him coming and gave out a blood curdling battle cry!!



Denny happened to be out in the yard when all of this was taking place. He saw where the *&%$*@ thing landed in the trees and so ran to get the shotgun. Unfortunately, he couldn't find him again when he got back outside with the gun. Oh how I wish he had called out to me to keep an eye on the little creep! But, I had been a bit preoccupied with two old girls who were besides themselves in agitation at the mere thought of a hawk in their midst.
Aaaah but my Chief! My sweet, magnificent, brave Chief! He never shirked for a moment. He stood right out in the open and screamed his challenge to the hawk, who was hiding in the trees. Stood right out in the open, eyes turned to the skies and the tree branches, scanning every square inch of his surroundings, trying to find that dang hawk.
We never did catch sight of him again. Hopefully he witnessed a yard full of chickens and humans, all of which were on alert and looking for his scrawny butt, and decided there were easier pickings elsewhere. There was no way he was going to get past that big beautiful rooster while he was on duty!

