Flaco returned to some of his old hunts on Monday. He was harassed in the late evening by a Cooper’s Hawk and hooted in response. He then went to many of the spots he has used in the past, including many that the Snowy Owl had used a few years ago. He caught one rat and took his time eating it.
Flaco had been harassed by a Red-tailed Hawk during the day on Sunday. At one point the hawk hit him. After fly out, after some troubles finding him, he ended up being in a nearby tree. He kept looking west and was concentrating on something.
We then lost track of him, much earlier than we normally do. I suspect that rather than going hunting, Flaco was interested in finding the Red-tailed Hawk.
Fall migration has started, and with the fires in Canada, seems to have started earlier. Red-tailed Hawks and Cooper’s Hawks are already moving through, and we should expect to see Flaco interacting with them throughout the fall.
Saturday night with Flaco was mostly confined to “his meadow”. It’s a triangle of a lawn, that is locked from dusk to dawn and is a perfect are to hunt in. He took his time and was in no rush to eat dinner. After an hour, he caught a rat and ate it.
For a few days, Flaco had been keeping his right, lower eyelid closed often. As of Monday evening, the issue seems to have resolved.
On Thursday night, Flaco was only tracked to one tree before we lost track of him. A group of owl watchers searched for him, but he couldn’t be relocated. This happens when watching owls. You have easy nights and frustrating nights.
On Wednesday, Flaco flew out calmly and then basically did very little until the park closed at 1 am. He flew to a number of trees in the locked meadow he’s been using and that was it. We’ve had nights like this before so it wasn’t unusual, but it was a bit dull.
The area he’s hunting in now has a feral cat. My reaction to seeing the cat was that while it seemed to be getting plenty to eat, it shouldn’t be in the park and should be rescued. Seeing the cat made me wonder why and how public sentiment around Flaco became that he should be allowed to stay free.
At fly out, Flaco went to a tree with a Red-tailed Hawk who was about to go to roost. The hawk left the tree and flew south. Flaco then proceeded to hoot for a few minutes, as if to say “This tree is mine”. He then went cross the drive but eventually ended up further south.
He was relocated after about thirty minutes on a small rock. He then proceeded to catch a brown rat and eat it on the ground. After eating he went to a fence to digest his meal and then few north. We then couldn’t relocate him.
