Poor little feller

This was right in front of the pen gate the other day:

 Looks like a hawk  nabbed a squirrel:

 Looked all around for the rest of it. I don't want the gang eating squirrel innards.

Although I searched all around the coop and the run, there were no body parts laying about.

Now that all the leaves are off the tress, any critter is easy to spot from the sky.  Even though I stay outside in the yard with them, Charley is always vigilant and sounds a warning when he sees something. He listens to the crows, too. When they start up, he chases the girls under the deck.

:o)