Wrong Again

Wrong lens that is.

Walking the dog through the woods and I heard a heard a duck making one hell of a racket.
As I turned round the buzzard flew past ...... complete with duck in its talons.
It was obviously putting up a bit of a fight and the buzzard went to land (obviously to finish off the duck) but saw PD heading his way and dropped the duck (which bounced beautifully) and went and sat up in a tree watching us.
PD would never make a working dog ....... he lost the duck!
No idea where it went. All I could find were a few feathers.
By the time PD and I had gone a distance away and returned (in the hope of getting a bit closer to the buzzard) there were screaming kids, a dog and a group of noisy chatting women next to the feathers.
No chance of seeing anything then!