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| This guinea predator, the hawk, was caught by hand in the barn. It was distracted by a shrill loud whistle coming from TS, while perched on a board on the interior wall. While staring into the face of TS with its head cocked as if to ask "what's with that whistle?", TS slid his hand in the thick glove up against the wall and grabbed his feet! While held by its feet, we were able to touch it, of course we stayed away form the beak. When released, it did not hesitate to take off in flight the second pressure was off its strong feet. It pushed off the arm of TS immediately. TS = The Spouse, and the little girl is my daughter. |
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