Wild Life In the City

I posted a picture yesterday of a snowy fence. What it is is a dilapidated enclosure where my dopey next door neighbor used to keep chickens and ducks. One by one they got picked off (and Zildjian was responsible for killing one of the ducks that got into our yard). I suspect the fellow in the picture below of being the instrument of at least a couple of the others' demise. Today, this guy got stuck in the enclosure. I managed to snap this picture while Tom was putting on his boots to go over and try to free it. The good news is, he didn't have to -- it got out on his own. So, what kind of bird is it? A hawk?

Okay, after consulting with my brother and a few Web sites, we have determined that it is a Cooper's Hawk.

There's a really old cemetary about six blocks from here. It's pretty big, about 7 blocks by 10 blocks (Charlie Starkweather's buried there), and there is all sorts of wildlife living there. I have actually seen a fox and several owls. We also had a panicked deer run through our yard a few years ago. Pretty strange, considering we're just a mile or so from downtown.