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asterroc...because I just parked my car and was picking up my stuff when a frozen dead bird hit my windsheild, and I didn't *entirely* freak out, just a little. It made a BIG clunk when it hit the window, that's how I guessed it was frozen. No chunks out of the window, so I looked at the poor little feet sticking up. And only tiny tufts of feathers sticking out. And the body misshapen. I got out of the car for a closer look, and realized it was mostly picked clean - while the feet looked normal, the rest was flesh and bone. I can't confirm the species, thankfully, since I keep a popular birdfeeder that probably had attracted it in the first place, and knowing the species might've confirmed that, but the size indicates pigeon or robin.
But so there's this mostly eaten former bird that fell onto my windshield, it's gotta come from somewhere. I looked up, and there's some sort of hawk or raptor looking back down at me! I think it was a juvenile red-tailed hawk, based on size and coloring, but I could be mistaken. I looked at it for a while, it looked at me. I looked at its feast on my windshield (maybe it wasn't entirely frozen, if it was still eating it), and I think it looked at the carcass too. I decided to leave the body there in case the hawk was still working on it, and went inside to warm up, and play with my own live little prey bird.
Who decided to hump my hair. Oh, birds!
I hope I don't have to move the body tomorrow when I drive. I hope something else decides to finish off the hawk's meal if it doesn't.
But so there's this mostly eaten former bird that fell onto my windshield, it's gotta come from somewhere. I looked up, and there's some sort of hawk or raptor looking back down at me! I think it was a juvenile red-tailed hawk, based on size and coloring, but I could be mistaken. I looked at it for a while, it looked at me. I looked at its feast on my windshield (maybe it wasn't entirely frozen, if it was still eating it), and I think it looked at the carcass too. I decided to leave the body there in case the hawk was still working on it, and went inside to warm up, and play with my own live little prey bird.
Who decided to hump my hair. Oh, birds!
I hope I don't have to move the body tomorrow when I drive. I hope something else decides to finish off the hawk's meal if it doesn't.
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Date: 2009-01-09 09:29 pm (UTC)I was really seriously considering calling T$ to bawl when I first had the dead bird hit my windshield, but then I realized it was already dead and there was something strange about it, plus he was at work and I didn't want to bother him. :-P
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Date: 2009-01-09 09:33 pm (UTC)Apparently birds of prey also have a sence of humor.
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Date: 2009-01-09 10:39 pm (UTC)*ba-dm-tsh!* :)
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Date: 2009-01-10 12:11 am (UTC)I found a squirrel that was frozen, propped up against the tree one time. I couldn't figure out why the darn thing wasn't moving, so I stomped my foot and moved closer, only to have him fall over... frozen stiff.
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Date: 2009-01-10 02:29 pm (UTC)http://educationonline-101.com
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