Out of all the places you expect to see a Harris Hawk, would the Galleries Shopping Centre, Washington, be on your list ? Well I saw one today there, and, no, I'm not mistaken. While I was in the library perusing some books, I saw it flying away from its keeper (or whatever you call the person who looks after it). The keeper tried to bring it back with the lure of a bit of meat, but the bird preferred to cling onto the windowsill of the library, much to the bemusement of me, my mam, and 4 librarians. The Harris Hawk was so close you could see the breath steaming up the window.
The bird then got the piece of meat from the woman's hand, before - much to her frustration - flying off again into the trees next to the road that separates the car park and the bowling alley. Again, she tried to bring the Harris Hawk down, only this time herring gulls were getting a bit wary of its intentions. A quick mob from the aforementioned gull, and that sent the bird of prey towards the woman, only for the Harris Hawk to land on the grass next to the large staircase.
By now, there was quite a crowd gathering. Men, in Newcastle replica shirts, women, clutching their handbags in fear, and children, pulling faces and making noises, were all watching this Harris Hawk. Probably out of fear, the hawk started to squawk at its audience, although it isn't surprising when a fat little boy was trying to scare it. I felt sorry for it, and I'm not talking about the lad's BMI.
Eventually, the Harris Hawk flew back to its keeper. Phew.