Yesterday I watched three white headed pigeons dart out of the trees in a hurry.
I then found Fluffy feet, headless and a bazza hawk flying off .
Fluffy came to me from a rescue from a camping site. Her sister was a victim of a feral pack of dog attack 3 years ago.
She became my favourite and everyday when the hens were free ranging, she always came to the cabin door to be let in to do her daily rounds of my living space. Once satisfied she had found all crumbs on the floor would happily rejoin the other hens free ranging.
8 years she has been here………………………I will miss her.