Stacking Hawks

I recently wrote another silly song about animals.  Lately it seems as though I just can’t help myself.  The song is sung from the perspective of Harris’ Hawks.  Here is some background information about Harris’ Hawks and their unique behaviors from one of my previous posts. 

Harris’ Hawks are unique among raptors in that they often hunt in packs.  Sometimes they will all converge on their prey and other times, one hawk will flush out a rabbit while the others wait in ambush.  Hunting in packs has proven to be much more effective than when the hawks hunt alone.  The best part about Harris’ Hawks, in my opinion, is that they stack!  What happens is one Harris’ Hawk will land on a cactus.  Then another will ball up his/her talons and land on the first hawk’s shoulders!  Sometimes a third hawk will then stack on the first two!  What is this good for?  Scientists aren’t completely sure.  Some think that the hawks stack to gain a better perspective of their surroundings when they are not flying.  Another possibility is that stacking is a bonding exercise that helps establish hierarchical order.

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My song about Harris’ Hawks is based on Aerosmith’s “Back in the Saddle”.  Without further ado, here is “Stack on the Cactus”.

Stack on the Cactus
(To the tune of “Back in the Saddle” by Aerosmith)

We stack
We stack on the cactus again
We stack
We stack on the cactus again

Flyin’ in the desert heat
By the light of the sun
We’re looking for some tasty meat
See crazy jackrabbit run
Oasis give us a drink
Because our mouths are dry
Rodent leaves in just a blink
That makes a grown hawk cry

We stack on the cactus again
We stack
We stack on the cactus again
We stack

Come easy go easy
Right into the rising sun
We’re calling all the hawks tonight
This shared hunt will be fun
Peelin’ off the fur and skin
Our feet are sore
Four bites leaves us hungry again
We scream for more

Cool breeze out from the west
Talons keep males in check
The female rules the nest
We come again to stack

We stack on the cactus again
We stack
We stack on the cactus again
We’re flying, we’re chasing down all our prey
We’re flying, we’re eating a large green jay
We’re flying, we’re ambushing some field mice
We’re flying, these white-winged coots just taste nice

We stack on the cactus again
We stack
We stack on the cactus again
We stack

Flyin’ high
Flyin’ high
Flyin’ high already

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