Several years went by without incident. We took some precautions, only letting them out while home / leaving them out with the dog / many bushes & hiding places (lawn furniture etc.) placing pinwheels around the yard to throw confusing reflections of light, and looking up at the sky often.
As the years went by, we admittedly eased off.
Started looking up less. "They'll be fine while we run to the store."
The dog passed away - no more yard dog.
A few weeks ago was the attack.
It was a rough winter, we had ice cover in the yard for weeks on end - I'm sure they were hungry.
A Cooper's Hawk pinned my largest strongest hen - I was upstairs, my husband in the front yard.
We heard her squawking, thank goodness she was squawking - if the hawk took her quietly we wouldn't have known, but she put up a fight.
We both ran to her to find out what all the noise was, we thought our girls were fighting? (They've never fought) Or she was stuck in something or hurt somehow? As we both reached her location the hawk flew up off her & away. Since we were so close by she lucked out -missing some feathers from tail & wing and one gash to the neck. One more she could've been done.
The next morning as we were putting Veterycin on her neck while sitting in a lawn chair, the pair of hawks were circling high above and screaming at us.
A week later they killed a yellow tail flicker - huge pile of feathers left over.
We've found lots of mourning dove remains in the past, they've been hunting our land for a while.
The hawks still visit. I pick up the pinwheels & wave them around in a circle motion until they leave.
We do not let the girls out when we're not home anymore.
If they are out we faithfully check the skies every 15-20minutes, no longer.
What prompted me to type this today is ....
It's a calm wet morning, rained a bit overnight so I let the girls out for some wet grass & bugs.
Other birds out there with them too, chirping away. Blue Jays, Chickadees, Robins, Cardinals, and the doves - I can hear & see them all fluttering thru the brush.
Sitting at my computer - - - I hear the blue jays scream and can almost "feel" the whoosh of birds from my seat as everyone dashed into the trees. I ran to the door and there's the hawk up high!
Grabbed my pinwheel and escorted the girls into their run for a mealworm treat & locked 'em in.
Moral to this story:
Listen to your wild outside birds too.
I'm happy & relieved to have learned the jays warning call - and believe me I listen to this pair of jays screaming and squawking daily. This warning sound was different.
The pinwheels may be helping a little, but they sure didn't help that day.
Eyes to the sky!