I heard an angry Red Squirrel up ahead and suspected he was having a minor disagreement with a Fox Squirrel; they had been after each other all morning. What I discovered when I got there however, was a Cooper’s Hawk running around on the ground after that squirrel! No wonder he was mad! As that squirrel ran off into the woods, cursing the entire way, the young hawk decided he didn’t like squirrel anyway. Then he looked in my direction, seemingly pondering a thought, Hmmm, I wonder what photographers taste like.