Hawks Over The Stretchengeti

Spring is in the air, and the immature Red-tails (last years batch) are learning how to hunt. Problem is…they chose Stretch to practice on. I ain’t gonna let it happen.

There were three to five of ‘em checking him out is his own space territory. Dive bombing him and shit like like that. Testing his reflexes…I’m glad I was around to protect his young ass. He was in danger of termination from above…I’m glad I heard ‘em.

I could put up the Hi-Res versions, but I ain’t doing it. The Juju Woman was driving the camera…and I’m on patrol with my doggie, and hear screaming from above. After my encounter with that rabid possum a week ago…I’m still a little wigged out…so I brought out the catdaddy…nothing will ever take Stretch. Nothing. It is, after-all, his Stretchengeti…his place…his home. I will protect him at whatever the cost.

Anyway, today is a beautiful day…Stretch is cool, and there was no loud noise. Although, I have no problem mounting an anti-bird gun out back.

I’m telling you…when birds of prey start hunting your dog…you need to be prepared.

Beautiful birds they are, but I’d do one in a second to save Stretch.

Cool Runnings!!

*** UPDATE ***

In response to an email.

The Juju Woman wouldn’t have been snapping pictures if she thought, for one moment, I couldn’t protect our Stretch Dog. She knew I had him covered.

Red-Tailed Hawks are magnificent birds, but dangerous. I swear to the Maker…they hunt in “packs”. They’re like the Borg…they think together. They plan.