I can hear my hens squawking from their coop. Josie had a very close call with a sharp-shinned hawk this morning. I was standing about five feet away when it landed on her back! It bailed on the chicken-breakfast-project quickly, probably because I was there. SSH’s are quite small, so I am not sure it could have carried her off. Josie didn’t seem to know what was happening, just let out a “WTF?” squawk and made her way back into the coop. I need to check her back for injuries today, just as soon as I finish hosting my next webinar. Ah, life in the burbs.