There I was ...
... slurping my first cup of coffee of the day, quietly contemplating whether I should attempt to clean the house, or just continue trashing it, when suddenly I was violently roused from my reverie by an unholy commotion from outside. Now I am no twitcher (aka bird enthusiast), but I know the panic call when I hear one.In fact, that squawking sounded uncannily like "Oh feck! I'm a sparrowhawk's breakfast!" to me. Surely not? I looked through the window, and this is what I saw.
Click me!
Does that look like a sparrowhawk to you? *squints* You must forgive the poor picture quality: this was taken from indoors via a grimy, and rather sand-blasted, pane of glass. The British winter weather sure ain't what it used to be!
I felt so sorry for the starling, which continued to shriek and thrash despite having huge talons embedded into its head and abdomen. But that's nature, isn't it? A sparrowhawk can't very well walk into a fast-food joint and ask for McBacon & McEgg on a McMuffin with a side-order of E numbers (but then, I doubt it would even if it could!), can it?
Fortunately for my delicate constitution, the bird flew away to eat its Birdie McBreakfast in private after having been disturbed by our neighbour. Needless to say, it fair put me off my bowl of wholegrain muesli ... The carvery on our front lawn, I mean, and not our neighbour!
So, how was your day?
Click me!
Does that look like a sparrowhawk to you? *squints* You must forgive the poor picture quality: this was taken from indoors via a grimy, and rather sand-blasted, pane of glass. The British winter weather sure ain't what it used to be!
I felt so sorry for the starling, which continued to shriek and thrash despite having huge talons embedded into its head and abdomen. But that's nature, isn't it? A sparrowhawk can't very well walk into a fast-food joint and ask for McBacon & McEgg on a McMuffin with a side-order of E numbers (but then, I doubt it would even if it could!), can it?
Fortunately for my delicate constitution, the bird flew away to eat its Birdie McBreakfast in private after having been disturbed by our neighbour. Needless to say, it fair put me off my bowl of wholegrain muesli ... The carvery on our front lawn, I mean, and not our neighbour!
So, how was your day?