The Knight Life by Keith Knight for July 15, 2020
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Transcript:
A peregrine falcon landed outside my kitchen window with a pigeon in its talons!! I thin watched it devour its victim with breathtaking precision. mangle!! shred!! tear! better than PBS! I couldn't wait to tell the wifey when she got home KK: what? I though you like nature!!
DanteVWynter over 4 years ago
One day on my way to work, I saw a hawk of some sort standing on the ground, eating a pigeon, or something similar. Took some pictures. Showed them to my friends and wife. They were pretty thrilled.
hfergus Premium Member over 4 years ago
Nature. Red of tooth and claw.
Nighthawks Premium Member over 4 years ago
yeah, that’s what birds of prey do….so they can survive.
no less than what people do to cattle and swine and sheep
Agapostemon over 4 years ago
I’ve seen Red Tailed Hawks tear apart squirrels in my back yard. It’s pretty messy. One time, a hawk left half a squirrel behind — in winter. I couldn’t even bury the remains!
BeniHanna6 Premium Member over 4 years ago
Wifey had no problem devouring the chicken dinner last night. People are way too removed from their food sources.
LyleGorch1 over 4 years ago
I recently read the J. A. Baker book. One of Werner Herzog’s favorites. It’s a kind of horror story.
kinsler33 over 4 years ago
He draws animals better than I recall. l have to get this strip into the Columbus Dispatch, if they’ll listen.
Teto85 Premium Member over 4 years ago
The Mrs saw a hawk take out a squirrel last week on her way to the grocery store. She did not stop. I would probably still be there.
EowynWolfmoon over 4 years ago
Many moons ago, I was walking to work. Suddenly, I was befriended by a pigeon. I don’t think it was a wild pigeon but someone’s racer or pet. Well, this little bird followed me with grim determination. It would walk behind me for a bit, then take flight, and do these gentle swoops around me, trying its little pigeon best to be a majestic creature – when I put out my arm, it would land , perch for awhile then take flight once again. This was repeated many times. The people who I passed by were grinning like madmen at the very strange sight of a girl and her pigeon, I must have looked like the world’s weirdest falconer. It was very joyful and I was sad when I got to work because pigeons don’t do well at the office, well known fact. So I said good by little bird, off you go. I was talking about this mad experience to someone else, so happy that the little bird had befriended me in this most bizarre way. At which point a total killjoy just out of the blue said “saw a pigeon today on the lawn, Hawk killed it…” THANKS A LOT JERK. Felt a lot like Keith’s wife, I must say…