[gitmo]

I live in North Carolina.

One day I was sitting on my back porch, and I saw a hawk swoop down beside my deck. He then flew off with a cat in his talons. The cat was screaming bloody murder. The hawk took his snack into a nearby oak tree.

[crusty old prospector]

I wish one would catch my wife’s dog. Oops, did I just say that?

[OldHarbor]

I watched a hawk that caught a squirrel. Took it up in a pine tree.

Proceeded to render the squirrel into thin fajita style strips . Not much left but tufts of fur.

[Zathras]

In Phoenix, we have Bobcats and Mountain Lions stopping by for snacks.
I’m surprised the number of people who let their dogs and cats out unsupervised.

[MayflowerMadam]

In ‘71 when traveling up the Alcan Hwy., we stopped for gas. A bird — an eagle, I think — swooped down and grabbed another customer’s little dog. Weird and sad.

[Labyrinthos]

One day I was sitting on my back porch, and I saw a hawk swoop down beside my deck. He then flew off with a cat in his talons. The cat was screaming bloody murder. The hawk took his snack into a nearby oak tree.

I saw the same thing happen to a friend's pet chicken.

We have two indoor cats. They like to sit by the screen door and stare at the great horned owl that uses our water feature as a giant bird bath. The owl likes to stare back at the cats. The cats are probably thinking that the owl would make a good snack, and the owl is probably thinking that the cats would make a good snack.