3.9.09

Noll's Pretty Darn Exciting (Far from Easy) Sunday Adventure

Sunday, my purple plum tree was invaded by a hungry sparrow hawk!  The ample accipiter did not quietly approach.  Oh no!  It crashed into the upper limbs sending a bevvy of perching birds to wing and nearby bittersweet bush. 
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And I, Noll, but a few feet away, tied to the deck because the grass was too wet. 
(As if I would melt walking through the dew!) But there I was, out of harm's way yet fiendishly close to the action.
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The hawk isn't the only one with "hawk-eyes!"  Jumping up from her breakfast, I was immediately "rescued" and the hawk chased off.
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A short time later, Tiggy, Uncle Keaks and I found ourselves outside enjoying the sunny Sunday morn.  I was tied to my tree sans hawk.  Uncle Keaks was getting into his sleep-sitting position.  Tiggy, by all appearances, was about to imbide in some nip - but what was on the other side of the nip was far more interesting.
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A sparrow!  A dazed and confused sparrow.  Within nomming distance! 
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Tiggy got a good sniff.  That's all he got.  Old "hawk-eyes" was at it again.
The avian delight was "rescued" and allowed to recover, hidden in the black-eyed Susans. 
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It lived to fly another day.