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I'm in the house and DD yells she can hear a hawk...so I dash outside with Strider and Robbie. The chickens have all disappeared, but I can see their silhouettes under the chicken house. Good. I look up, and there's a hawk circling around. Not a Redtail, but same rounded wing tips and size. It's slowly coming closer, and "the boys" haven't got a clue. So I look at the hawk and growl. I turn dogs' heads the right way to look, but they aren't getting it, so I put them in a down-stay and keep growling, hoping they'll want to know what I find threatening. I glance over my shoulder to see if they are looking up, but they are looking at each other. I swear, if I see a shrug, no dinner for either of them! Rini