There's a Harris hawk that's been hanging around our house lately. He came and sat on the balcony railing one day when Colin was out smoking, and Colin's been in love with him ever since.
The last few days we've seen him several times. Colin went on the balcony today to discover that the two patio chairs had fallen over backward, the cushions had been shredded, and a single brown feather had been left. It appears the hawk tried to sit on the back of the chairs, which fall over if you put even the smallest amount of pressure on the back.
After much deliberation, Colin's decided to call the hawk Atreides.
Hopefully I'll be able to get a better picture of him soon. He's huge and brown with red patches on his sides and a yellow beak, and he caws almost like a crow.