With no warning at all, a medium-sized hawk suddenly stooped down, nailing the vole in one claw. Miki immediately ran behind me, stuck his cowardly little field spaniel head between my legs, and started barking like mad. Race pulled even harder toward the hawk and immediately entered full-on insane mode. Border collie spittle was flying in all directions, and I was being inexorably dragged toward the hawk – who didn't seem particularly perturbed by any of these goings-on. He puffed himself up and spread his wings, but when that didn't scare Race off he just took off with the vole impaled on his claw. As the hawk flew away, Miki came out from behind me and claimed all the credit for scaring off the hawk.
Yesterday evening we took a drive just before sunset to see if we could spot some wildlife up the Blacksmith Fork canyon, toward Hardware Ranch. Boy, howdy, did we see some wildlife, especially deer! Lots of fawns, including several sets of twins. We also saw blue herons, a couple falcons, some larger hawks, and three or four bazillion swallows. As we drove back toward home, a larger-than-usual moon, nearly full, hung low in the sky behind us. Very enjoyable, that drive was...
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