I just got finished mowing and putting out some poison on a couple of fire ant hills. Fire ants are absolutely crazy!
Then a hawk grabs a grackle (black bird) by my front porch, sees me and takes off leaving the grackle behind. After waiting 30 minutes and no sign of the hawk coming back, I pick up the grackle, whom has no obvious injuries, and check him out. I set him on a branch in my maple tree by the feeders. Once the other grackles and cowbirds come back, he flies down and starts eating with them.
To the point of this post now, it’s a good Sunday for yard work, a cold beer, and to be a lucky grackle.
Cheers everyone!