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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