What Goes Around Comes Around

We have a hawk in the neighborhood. My neighbor Jim gets mad every time he sees it and sometimes even says he is going into his house and comes back with his gun, saying if it tries to attack one of his little chipmunks in his yard he will blow its head off. So far, he has been all talk. This is a neighborhood, you can’t be shooting firearms.

Well, I don’t expect hawks to be like Henry Hawk of the old cartoons with the rooster Foghorn Leghorn pulling a fast one on him. Hawks have to eat too, and their body needs fresh flesh, blood, and guts. And to get such items they have to kill. It is nature, nothing personal.

I see our neighborhood hawk from time to time high up in a tree, dignified, with his head high, like he could care less what is on the ground crawling around. I am sure he, in his own way, is keeping tabs on every thing crawling below him. When he does see something that whets his appetite he falls so gracefully from his limb and in one snatch, gets it and goes on his way (or her way).

We also have blue jay birds that come in a group and take over my critter feeders. They remind me of a street gang that show up, push everybody around then fly away. Blue Jays scream and squawk a lot like they are complaining and threatening…. And they eat other bird’s eggs, and if they see another type of bird, or a squirrel or chipmunk they will peck at it to run it off. The blue jays are a bunch of ass holes – that is what they do best.

I have seen blue jays scream and peck at visiting crows and chase them way.

On the other hand, crows scream and attack hawks. I have seen a group of crows gang up on the neighborhood hawk and chase him away and trying to attack him high in the air.

From time to time I see a little clump of fur in the yard, usually a squirrel’s. I know it was meal for the hawk and he didn’t clean up after himself. Yesterday while loading up the feeders for the winter storm that was suppose to come (but didn’t) I saw a clump of blue jay feathers. Animal Kingdom Justice.