Unwelcomed Guest

 Sound the alarm! Hawk, Hawk, Hawk!

This is Bushy reporting from a undisclosed secret hiding spot. This afternoon we had a bit of a scare at the woodpile. Mrs. Gray, the Titmouse, activated the Woodpile's emergency broadcast system. It wasn't a test. A Red Tail Hawk showed up and perched in the pine tree behind the woodpile. (Everyone dove for cover. Everyone except Chippy who was sleeping in his burrow.) We practice our emergency hawk drills often and everyone stays calm and evacuates in a orderly manner. So much for the practice drills. It was a blur of feathers and fur as everyone flew off for safety.

 Here is a photo of our unwelcomed guest from the Woodpile's surveillance camera.

He spent the entire late afternoon perched on the that branch just looking around and thinking about what a tasty meal we would make. He stayed there for the night and was gone by early morning. We thought we were in the clear. ... Then we spotted him the next day after he sneaked back in.

We weren't fooled. He finally realized he wasn't getting a meal at the woodpile and left.