I Hope it Wasn't the Hawk

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Yesterday I heard the cats going a little bonkers in the living room and came out of my man room to investigate, and observed there was a rather large hawk perched on top of our light pole in the yard. I went back to grab my camera phone, but just as I got there, naturally, it flew away. Oh well. Such is my luck. A short while later, probably 20 or so minutes I happened to be coming back into my man room with a refreshed cup of coffee and saw a young cat outside my window sitting there. He was really cute. Almost the colors of Grayson. White and gray, but short haired. I immediately noticed he was a bit bloodied. He had a small bit of ear missing at the tip, and some scratches on his face, and a little blood on his second ear. I immediately felt bad for it. Either he had gotten in a fight with another cat in the area or... I thought about that hawk I saw. Did the hawk try to get at him? I suppose it's possible. It was a large hawk, probably a Red-Tailed hawk or a Cooper's hawk, but I'd still think a cat might be rather large prey for it. Either way, I am sure the cat will be fine. But he sure looked like he had himself an ordeal and I hope it wasn't the hawk. I'm sure that would have been a much scarier encounter than a cat fight.