I love the sound, and we live with it pretty much every day as they roost in our fir trees while hunting. We’re up on a hill about a mile from the Willamette River and they seem to be able to see when snacks appear (no idea really, but they fly with purpose in that direction).
The really scary birds are the occasional Falcons that move so fast and so low I’m both startled and confused when they buzz the yard.
They remind me of a badly played "Cuica" instrument, hah - maybe my siblings traumatized me with squeaky straws in lids or something, but I find eagle screeches to be obnoxious.
The really scary birds are the occasional Falcons that move so fast and so low I’m both startled and confused when they buzz the yard.