Beautiful aren’t they? We used to have morning doves I say used to as a hawk decided he was hungry and right in front of me swooped down plucked one off a tree branch, wrestled it to the ground, snapped its neck, then took off, prize in tow ... I just stood there speechless.
Beautiful aren’t they? We used to have morning doves I say used to as a hawk decided he was hungry and right in front of me swooped down plucked one off a tree branch, wrestled it to the ground, snapped its neck, then took off, prize in tow ... I just stood there speechless.