I think we had the same species of bird do the same exact thing in the courtyard by my office, when I was in grad school. Except it was a pigeon, not a squirrel. There were pigeon feathers everywhere, and bloody spot in the grass where the carnage had taken place. The hawk took its sweet time to pick apart that pigeon, too. Someone got footage of it, and I'm disappointed that I never made a copy. It was pretty wild, though perhaps in an unfortunate spot, being very close to the walkway we instructed parents to use when bringing their little kids in for studies.
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I think we had the same species of bird do the same exact thing in the courtyard by my office, when I was in grad school. Except it was a pigeon, not a squirrel. There were pigeon feathers everywhere, and bloody spot in the grass where the carnage had taken place. The hawk took its sweet time to pick apart that pigeon, too. Someone got footage of it, and I'm disappointed that I never made a copy. It was pretty wild, though perhaps in an unfortunate spot, being very close to the walkway we instructed parents to use when bringing their little kids in for studies.