Hi there!
Something astonishing happened today. This incedent with two birds only happened this morning. I wasn't there, I was a school, but my father saw it. He told me:
"This morning, at around 9:00am, I was just getting along with some paper work, doing this, doing that when all of a sudden there was this loud bang at the window. I turned around at the office window behind me and there was nothing. We usually get birds hitting our windows but if they're still alive, I would nurse them back to health.
Anyway, I when outside to look at the front kitchen window and I couldn't find anything. I go back inside and on the back dining room window, there was this huge inprint on it and splatters of blood like the sprayed paint in an alley wall. I thought 'Oh, no, not again' because the blood must of meant that it zapped the bird. So I look down the window underneath the bloodly imprint to were it should of landed and there was nothing there. A slight movement at the corner of my eye caught my attention. I looked down at whatever it was and a Kestrel was looking up at me, like a statue with no expression, standing on the bench next to the window with one talon clutching the wooden bench and the other grasping at the fatal Starling by it's head.
So, I slowly walked back and thought 'Right, camera!' I searched the house for the digital camera. I found it however without any battery power. So I searched the house for some batteries. After about a few minites, I stop to see it was there still. I peered over the window and it was still there, catching it's breath, choosing it's options. 'Those batteries'. I rush up and down for some and I find some empty rechargables and start charging them up. I check again to see it he was still there. He was there, still grasping it's victim's head. I go off looking again for some batteries. I check again to see if he was there still and unfortunatly he left. I tell you, thats the closest I'm ever been to a Bird of Prey."
I find that really intresting and now, as I type, that mark, the blood stains and a feather left behind still remains. ^_^
Moral to this story? ALWAYS keep the batteries charged up LOL Just typical of things to show when you don't have camera or binoculars with you!!!
GILL
[QUOTE=Gill Osborne]Moral to this story? ALWAYS keep the batteries charged up LOL Just typical of things to show when you don't have camera or binoculars with you!!!
GILL[/QUOTE]
Lol! Oh well. I live right next to an abandoned WWII RAF base and I live in an ex-pilots/engineers estate. There's bound to be lots more birds of prey locally just extremly suprising if one is on our estate. Heh, great moral to story, I luv it! ^_^