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The intro:
The apartment I'm in is right next to railroad tracks, and there's a defunct split in the track that's all torn up. I've been sawing away at an old piece of rail that's off in the bushes near the still-used tracks to use as a mini anvil. Since my 110# Fisher doesn't fit in the apartment it stays at my folks' place, and I've missed having something to smash things on.
The cool moment:
I was out there today working on sawing the rail, and I see a huge flock of pigeons explode into flight, and an explosion of feathers. A hawk had come to town and thought this one pigeon's head would be a great place to land.
The hawk sat on its hapless victim for some time, and even pulled a few feathers out of it, but the thing was still kicking! After some time the hawk finally got the better of the poor pigeon and was just about ready to start chowing down when some unobservant lady and her dog came walking down the tracks and scared it off without even noticing. A shame, but at least the dog was a sweetheart--I'm a sucker for Corgis! 
It was really cool getting to see a moment like that just out of the blue.
The apartment I'm in is right next to railroad tracks, and there's a defunct split in the track that's all torn up. I've been sawing away at an old piece of rail that's off in the bushes near the still-used tracks to use as a mini anvil. Since my 110# Fisher doesn't fit in the apartment it stays at my folks' place, and I've missed having something to smash things on.

The cool moment:
I was out there today working on sawing the rail, and I see a huge flock of pigeons explode into flight, and an explosion of feathers. A hawk had come to town and thought this one pigeon's head would be a great place to land.


It was really cool getting to see a moment like that just out of the blue.