I just stepped into the back door this morning (shoo-ing the acrobats off of my feeder) when there was a crash against our kitchen window.
It sounded like a snowball hitting.. I looked out and saw nothing. My wife opened the back door and a hawk flew away..
I ventured out and found feathers a little blood and wing finger marks in the snow on my deck.
I figure a coopers scared up the doves one hit the window and the hawk had an easy meal..
Napper