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Loading my car with Girl Scout cookies this morning, I heard something angrily squawking at me. I looked around, and I spotted this little guy about 20 feet above me in the Bradford pear tree, tearing pieces off what appeared to be a pigeon corpse. That's the rarest animal I've ever seen in my citified yard. Makes a change from bunnies and squirrels, ne? Of course, I took a cellphone picture, but it's crap. Too far away to see anything. The pic at right is swiped from National Geographic (the link goes to their original).