I have had two hawk encounters in the past week.
The first time it was early morning and foggy. I was walking with Henry down the middle of the street when a hawk came right toward me. I swear, the tip of his wing almost clipped my shoulder. He was that close.
The second hawk sighting occurred on Christmas Eve. I was on a busy street and I watched as a hawk swooped from the top of a tall building and landed on the branch of a tree on the other side of the street.
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