Warning - the following pictures may be too graphic for anyone squeamish about Mother Nature's animal kingdom....
I know the following statement may not set well with some people, but I'm just going to be honest. I HATE squirrels. They dig up and eat my flower bulbs. They empty my bird feeders in minutes, and they ravage my vegetable garden. To me, they are nothing more than rats with furry tails. Unfortunately, there is nothing I can do about the havoc they wreak in my yard.
We can't shoot them - I can't risk putting poison out for them - and humane traps just leave me with the problem of what to do with a growling, writhing, pissed off creature that may or may not carry rabies.
So imagine my delight when 'my' hawk visits the neighborhood. He only comes a few times a year - maybe that whole migration thing - but when he comes, the squirrel buffet is open! When the furry rats realize the hawk is in town, they hide and my garden is safe. But, there are always a few slow ones, and Mr. Hawk has his fill before stretching back into the recliner to enjoy the scenery.
Below is a series of pictures my son took last week during one of Mr. Hawk's meals. There is even a picture of Mr. Hawk complaining because my son got a little to close to his plate.
Isn't Mother Nature wonderful :)