Well here in western new england, we have hawks, and this morning, after an easter egg sandwich, I wheeled up back to the edge of my prop, which has about an acre and a half of woodsy-like wilderness on it....anyway in a open space the size of perhaps a baseball diamond I observed 2 field mice enjoying the new spring sun....then for no reason I looked up and about 500 ft circling was a bird. Turned out to be a hawk...the bastard circled five or six times and then DOVE towards the open space and snagged one of the field mice totally by surprise from behind (the poor mouse never even flinched it was that taken unawares) and left the other mouse running for its life back into the trees. Swift and merciless.....fucking awesome.