Recently, I had to rescue my neighborhood’s resident Cooper’s hawk. He was my friend and kept me on my toes every time I let my chickens out to free-range.As I was locking my own birds up for the night, he walked out of the woods and started pacing back and forth in front of the aviary full of my terrified birds. A grounded hawk at night is never a good sign, and I knew something was...
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