Bad Things Happen to Good Birds

While working in my library on the computer, hubby was taking a short nap right after work. I heard the unmistakable noise of a sudden impact on the highway. My heart stops everytime anything unusual is heard from there. The vehicle had been a semi as I recognized the sound of air-brakes and tires squeal as they were locked. The smell of burnt rubber wafted around in the early evening breeze. Immediately verifying that OUR dog was curled up on her dog bed...I proceeded to run out to the road. But the semi had apparently taken off and I saw no accident. Assuming that a deer, or moose had mistakenly crossed the road, the wildlife was now long gone deep into the woods. Deciding to make a quick 10 minute trip into our little berg to pick up milk, hubby had gotten the dog to wake up and go outside in preparation for coming with us on our little jaunt. However, Isabelle decided to go romping into the woods-which is definitely NOT like her. Greg had her beside him ready to jump into the Bronco, he looked down and she had disappeared. After locking up inside, I soon followed them out and Greg suggested we walk out towards the woods to see what she was now barking about. Obviously the near miss had actually been a hit as we arrived on the scene to find our HAWK...limping along and endeavouring to get away from the dog. Immediately calling 9-1-1 for the local State Wildlife info...we were advised to leave the animal alone as it would probably be in shock. A wildlife officer would stop tomorrow morning (Saturday) to verify its condition and evaluate taking it to a shelter. We believe it might be a female as we heard a young hawk, but could not locate it. Maybe more info in the morning if a wildlife officer does show up!