The heat has beaten me this year. Each year it seems to gets a bit warmer, which corresponds to worldwide measurements. It's been an odd season. There were no field birds, with Farrah catching only one. I took her to the woods after considering releasing her. Her modest number of catches, eleven, resulted in her best squirrel season ever. She contributed to the season total, which would have been respectable for a single buzzard. I hunted a lot, nearly daily, and often twice. Cisco was deadly in late December, then struggled big time after January 1. Farrah picked up some of slack, and was often a lot of fun. Their styles on squirrels are so different.
There was a lot of ground cover, a significant change from last season, and getting good ambush setups was difficult. I retired Arnold the dog last fall. He's now just too old. Sad.
Odd things happened this season. Late last fall when I was trying to hunt with Farrah in the open fields she spotted a big female Great-horned Owl which she robbed of its catch. This eagle owl could have eaten Farrah like a baby chick. When I finally caught up with Farrah, she was stuck about six feet high in a brushy tree holding on to the remains of the catch, an adult Cooper's Hawk, probably killed the night before. I'm glad that owl didn't decide to take both.......
On another day Cisco robbed a wild adult Red-tail of its squirrel catch. It took a good forty-five minutes to track him down in the palmetto infested terrain. He was under one, eating the remains of a squirrel that he did not catch.....
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