I have been monitoring a lame Mourning Dove who has been hunkered down in the backyard for the last few days. Quite lame in one foot, but still managed to get a drink and feed OK.
I JUST happened to be looking out this afternoon and thinking how the dove was sort of sheltered behind a pile of snow cleared from the patio, when in swoops the Coopers, lands on a rather blinking/what-hit-me dove, and off the hawk goes carrying the dove.
No pic., of course. It was a one-in-a-million chance that I was looking at that moment.
A quick end for the dove.
This is the third dove taken from my back garden this season.
