Holy smokes! That's way, way, way cool. What are the odds of something like that happening? Y'all must be livin' right!

My dad had a kind of similar experience while bow hunting back in the '70's.
He was sitting in his stand, and had dozed off for a minute. When he opened his eyes he was greeted with the sight of a red tailed hawk swooping down on him. Actually, the poor hawk had probably mistaken the red fetchings on Dad's quivered arrows, that were attached to his bow, for a bird. Dad waved his arms, and at the last second the hawk veered off and flew away.