The kids left home and I got all the rabbits

A beautiful morning in the park. I could hear the red shoulder hawks debating with a flock of crows. The crows had surrounded the hawks nest site of last year. Mister hawk sat in a tree about 50 yards away answering their taunts, and fluffing his feathers.
As he took flight , the group of crows followed diving toward him as he sailed across the tree line . He dipped his right wing, lifted his left wing, flashing his talons, the crows backed off , I could almost hear them saying, ok, ya, but...