It was a very sad morning for my Ann.
She was in our lounge when she heard "squeeking" noises from the garden; and she looked up just as "our" Pied Wagtail - who we've had, and fed, since last Spring - flew up from the ground, into the lounge window with a bang... As it fell back to the ground the reason for the "squeeking" and it's frightened flight into the window became clear in the next second...
Our local Sparrowhawk had got the Wagtail...
She, (we know it was a female, as they have slate-grey backs, whereas males have a black back), has been my constant companion for well over 9 months, getting more and more confident of coming down when I'm still out putting down the various bird food we feed. But now she is no more...
As I said to Ann when she brought me the sad news, "You're actually very fortunate to have seen it. (a) We now know why we'll not see "Waggy" again, and (b) you've seen the Sparrowhawk get fed from our "bird feeding stations", cos after all, Sparrowhawks don't eat mealworms, nuts, seed, coconut or fat scraps. For the Sparrowhawk the bird table provides... birds... ..."
But, nonetheless, RIP "Waggy"... I *will* miss you're friendly twitter.
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