This is a TDB Fast Breaking News Flash. I'm your doggie reporter Chester L. W. Spaniel live and on location in my back yard.
Loyal readers may remember me talking about our resident Cooper's Hawk, Mr. C. B. Cooper who's been living somewhere in our neighborhood for the past several years. This morning I found clumps of feathers scattered all over one section of the yard.
Naturally I did a careful investigation of the evidence.
|Sniff sniff sniff sniff …|
|Sniff sniff sniff …|
|No, I am NOT eating the birdie feathers!|
After painstakingly examining all the feathery evidence, I can say the victim was a mourning dove, but hopefully not one of Debbie Dove's close relatives. I can also say without doubt that the perpetrator was Mr. C. B. Cooper. He must get up pretty early in the morning because we never actually see him make the kill or pluck the feathers before carrying off his victim. Most likely, he has a family of his own to feed at this time of the summer. We find this kind of evidence every so often through out the spring and summer months. Here's a link to a previous find from July of last year:
That's it for this report. If we happen to see Mr. C. B. Cooper, we'll try to get an interview. However, he tends to do a good job of hiding. I will say, I wish he'd catch some of those crummy squirrels or chipmunks instead of the nice birdies!
Oh that poor little mournin'dove. If that Mr. C. B. Cooper or hiz relativez ever come here we haf plenty of squirreliez fer them to eat - they don't need to b botherin'any birdiez. You did a furry much good job of trackin'down the culprit Chester.ReplyDelete
Lady Shasta'n Miss Maizie
RIP, little birdie!!! We hope you get to interview that Cooper guy one day.ReplyDelete
BTW, we love your curls, Chester:)
Woos - Lightning, Misty, and Timber
Oh no - the poor little birdie. I'm with you, Chester. I wish he'd choose a squirrel or a chipper too and leave the poor birdies alone!ReplyDelete
We saw our first chipmunk EVER at the house. Mr. Owl got one of squirrels earlier this year, there was just a little tuft of tail left.ReplyDelete
We're sorry to hear about the mourning dove but like you say the Coopers hawk has a family to feed too.ReplyDelete
Don't you get too close to that Mr Cooper my darling, he doesn't seem to be a nice friendly sorta birdieReplyDelete
Loves and licky kisses
Princess Leah xxx
Sometimes nature seems cruel but everybody has to eatReplyDelete
Hazel & Mabel
Mr. Cooper won't be getting any of my furs...but I do worry about some of the strays I see out and about in our hood.ReplyDelete
Hugs madi your bfff
That is certainly evidence of a vicious massacre. Good job investigating and NOT eating the gross feathers, C. I can't say I'd be able to resist.ReplyDelete
Love and licks,
I was about to bark the same thing, Chester! Why doesn't Mr. Cooper go after the squirrels??? We used to have hawks here that kept the gopher population under control, but then the People In Charge cut down all their nesting trees, so they moved. Now we have gopher holes evfurrywhere!ReplyDelete
I think hawks are so cool. I know they can be vicious but it is a matter of survival. If I was a bird, I'd like to be a red-tailed hawk.ReplyDelete
Brave of you to look for evidence Chester, it could have been a far more gruesome discovery than feathers.ReplyDelete
Excellent investigation and reporting!!ReplyDelete
Oh NOSE....Poor birdie! We know you would have saved him if you were there... :(ReplyDelete
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Dalton found a huge pile of turkey feathers and its downy underfeathers...likely having met a similar fate...or maybe a fox or coyote.ReplyDelete