The old ladies in the neighborhood have a lot of bird feeders, bird houses and flowers. So every spring the songbirds are chirping like crazy... until a hawk found their oasis this summer. It was a total massacre, in the first week the small birds chased the hawk from tree to tree trying to distract it from the nests.

By the end of the week, no more birds chirping in the morning. And the hawk corpse camped what was left for a month. It even pried open one of the roofs of a bird house.

It was much more entertaining than watching pro sports.