When looking out of the window this morning, I thought something looked a little weird. I saw a bird, and it seemed huge. I took a closer look, and in my Mrs. Kravitz voice, I croaked, "Honey, come look...there's a hawk in our backyard."
Apparently, we have a hawk nest nearby, because The Husb spied one flying right over his car one night when he was driving into the garage.
We have a lot of squirrels in backyard because we have big trees that are full of acorns for most of the year.