December 9

We came upon a narrow strip of cedars inundated with berry vines (a likely place for rabbits). Okie flew off a pole, like she saw something, and landed on a tree near the middle, so off me and the dogs went to investigate. We worked our way past Okie, but she wasn't following like she usually does. I looked back and she was looking down like she knew something was there. So me and the dogs returned and worked the area again and found nothing. Once again, she didn't follow, and when I looked back this time she was gone; so back we went. I was able to find her near the base of the tree she had been perched on having killed a buck rabbit. So, there you go. While I am excited that she caught something (I was particularly excited yesterday, because of the cold [26 degrees]-I wanted to go home),I'm generally so involved in the underbrush, etc., that I don't see the flight, and since she is not chasing anything, it is over quickly. I sure miss hawking in the wide open spaces.