Bush eggs: one. Nest box eggs: one – caused by abject terror. Feed hopper: full.
I was minding my own business (something I do rather well, I feel) when a black shape swooped down from the skies. I thought it was Luke again so I was totally unprepared to look up in to the cool gaze of the biggest hawk I’ve ever seen! I don’t think it was after me – it can’t possibly have been, I’m a full-grown hen – but to see it that close, to really look into the eyes of someone who would snatch a chick away from its mother without a thought... In fright I ran for the nest box and laid an accidental egg.
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