Kestrel diving toward pigeons at the Judson Memorial Church cross:
Bobby was chased and harassed by Blue Jays from tree to tree.
He hunted in a squirrel nest but it was vacant:
He spotted a squirrel in a nearby tree and went for it:
He kept his grip on the squirrel with his wings outstretched over the branches for a solid two minutes:
He spent 22 minutes on his meal:
He tucked the remains onto the branch, probably for leftovers since the Hawks commonly stash food on tree branches.
He spent another 10 minutes wiping up:
He then settled into a lengthy preen:
I had been with him for about an hour and a half already so I took his break as a good time for me to slip away.