So this Cooper’s hawk stopped by the feeder outside our library window this morning. He spent a long time looking around like, “Don’t delay the party on my account.” But no one else showed up.
Well, no one except this one clueless squirrel who busied himself selecting cracked corn from the scattered offerings on the ground.
Señor Ardilla was all, “WTF!!?” when the hawk flew away.
(Please excuse the fuzzy image, but the body language says it all!)