So Sunday morning coffee time with the chickens... The squirrels were going crazy. Calling from tree to tree. I haven't heard the hawks this morning so I couldn't figure out if they were saying snack or come play or sounding an alarm. As they wouldn't stop it sounded like an alarm. My girls were in the yard huddle under a tree but they started clucking at squirrels. So I got up to investigate. Well guess what I found 30 ish feet away in the dry creek bed?? A coyote!!! I threw a big rock at it and it ran off but the squirrels still haven't settled down and the girls, now back in their run, are still on edge. Ahhhh urban living.