We had a Red Tailed Hawk attack on Christmas Eve. One of my ladies, the Barred Rock, was dust bathing at the edge of the coop. All the others were foraging and doing chicken things - including the roos. The attack happened so quickly. I don't think any of them even saw the hawk coming. They all reacted and ran/flew like mad to the human house after he had hit - and under the porch/deck. Peggoty was nailed right there in her dust hole and started screaming like nothing I'd ever heard before. I was out of the house (in one slipper and one sock) running through patchy snow to rescue my poor Peg. I was practically touching that hawk before it would give up my hen but he did give her up and she has survived; with some pretty nasty holes, bruising, and half bald. (She's eating and drinking well and never quit laying although she wasn't able to get up to the high roost at night for a couple of days because of the hole in her thigh.)
These current roos of mine are really a pair of wusses. Perhaps we're all just a little too relaxed around here! Truly lovely boys but not an aggressive bone in their body. Not toward humans, each other, or predators, so it seems. The attack on Christmas Eve was our first issue with a predator and it really did happen very quickly. Perhaps they'll have learned from that experience and will defend their ladies better in the future. I know I have. I haven't been able to bring myself to let my flock of 14 out of the coop since!!!!! (And I am certainly Peg's hero. She actually seems to know that I saved her.)