That Sir, is what the old keeper I grew up knowing would have called a 'Spadger-Ork' A couple of years back I had one dismembering and eating a great tit about 18" from my left ear whilst I was sitting in a hedge (cammo jacket and face veil on) waiting for pigeons on a flight line. It was amazing how gory the noises were
I netted this rascal a few years ago, just after it ate yet another of my goldies - when I saw it had a damaged eye. Bathed it with cotton wool and water and suddenly the eye popped open - quite the most brilliant eye I have ever seen - defo the eye of a killer. As a thank you the bugger ate my goldies and sparrows for several more years! The children and grandchildren of old “one eye” continue to wreak such havoc but my god what a master of the air!
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