Early this morning I was watching two of the 3 adolescent hawks play near our back part of our pasture by the road. One was on the ground rolling something around, would try to throw it, hop on it, grab it, move it around then do it all over again. The one on the fence was watching what it's sibling was doing. Hawk on the ground finally tried to fly up on the fence with it's prize, I thinking he had a half dead mouse or something of that nature.
A bit ago, I enlarged the photo and the hawk was playing with...a dried piece of horse manure!! I had to really giggle as I have had a really bad morning so this brought a smile back for a little while: