What better way to spend a dreary day than with Christo the hawk as he hunts for lunch in Tompkins Square?
These are not great photos, but it was dark most of the day and most of the bird activity took place under the trees.
Christo started things off by catching a squirrel.
This one turned out to be...erm...my squirrel, as he flew it right over my head and dropped it. I looked around in shock. People sitting on nearby benches kept their noses buried in their phones and didn't see a thing. I picked up the squirrel and added it to the collection of rodent bodies on the central lawn.
Meanwhile, as I was busy cleaning up his mess, Christo went and caught himself a second squirrel, which he ate in a tree.
His lunch was interrupted by this guy.
Note the claw marks along the squirrel's shoulder, as well as the extra pair of squirrel feet sticking out from behind the tree branch.
A post-lunch siesta was disturbed by a pesky robin.
And then a blue jay. This one actually hurt Christo, stabbing at his head and causing him to fly off with an annoyed wimper.
He took the remains of his squirrel up to the nest...
...where Dora briefly got up from shielding the chicks from the heavy rain and wind.
'Til next time...
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