They’re also very… intense. I live in a high-rise building and they tend to perch on my windowsill (on the 24th floor), which I thought was kind of odd.
But one of them (I swear it was the same one every morning) had the habit of waking me up and staring me down every morning while incessantly chirping. I researched its call and found out…
They’re also very… intense. I live in a high-rise building and they tend to perch on my windowsill (on the 24th floor), which I thought was kind of odd.
But one of them (I swear it was the same one every morning) had the habit of waking me up and staring me down every morning while incessantly chirping. I researched its call and found out it’s the call they make when they are super angry, which I found disturbing.
A few days after that, more and more of them at a time started showing up on at windows (three sides of my apartment have windows), and at one point there were something like 13-14 kestrels at my living room window when I went out to cook dinner one night.
I was very glad when the weather turned cooler and they migrated south because I swear had they found a way to get inside my apartment they would have eaten off my face. (The kestrel got my vote.)
They’re also very… intense. I live in a high-rise building and they tend to perch on my windowsill (on the 24th floor), which I thought was kind of odd.
But one of them (I swear it was the same one every morning) had the habit of waking me up and staring me down every morning while incessantly chirping. I researched its call and found out it’s the call they make when they are super angry, which I found disturbing.
A few days after that, more and more of them at a time started showing up on at windows (three sides of my apartment have windows), and at one point there were something like 13-14 kestrels at my living room window when I went out to cook dinner one night.
I was very glad when the weather turned cooler and they migrated south because I swear had they found a way to get inside my apartment they would have eaten off my face. (The kestrel got my vote.)