Yesterday, as I was preparing dinner, my son was standing between me and the picture window facing the backyard. I saw an enormous bird swoop down over the lawn, followed by another. I ran out yelling - my flock was free ranging- and I wasn't sure what the thing was. I realized they were turkey vultures, and just did a quick head count. My son was saying," Mom, it was a hawk! Mom, what are you talking about, it's a hawk... oh!" I turned around to find my 20 year old son holding his air soft rifle (from middle school days) and my 90 year old father, right behind him. Ready to do battle to save the girls! Yup! They are well loved! BTW, dinner was not burnt!