Our friendly neighborhood sparrow hawk dropped in to our garden today clutching a huge pigeon. It must have been starving. The pigeon was alive for a while, but as it was sure to die anyway we thought it best to let nature take its course and save the hawk from going hungry and maybe dying too. It spent about an hour shredding the pigeon up like a Peking duck. Then for a display finale the hawk flew off with the carcass, only to deposit it atop our back fence with its wings splayed out like the cop in Silence of the Lambs. By the time we discovered the last bit though I'd already been to take these photos off the camera so dashed upstairs to get it. I came marching back up the garden as proud as a little toy soldier, only to find that the hawk, or the neighbour's cat, had taken it away already. Gutted... it had been.
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