As we make our way to the south west, we travel the same route as many of our northern hawks. Red tails, ferruginous and as Gary calls them "skinny Hawks" also known as sharp shinned are among the numerous sightings along these byways. These aviators hangout on low branches and fence posts, looking for an opportunity to drop down on an unsuspecting mouse or bunny to help fuel the rest of the journey south. We snow birds are getting out of dodge just in time as an arctic blast drops down from Canada to bring the first hard freeze and the end of the growing season. Our travels have been really good, so far with blue bird sky's, a light wind to push us and temps just warm enough for a light comforter. And the Blue cat has settled into his routine nicely once he pulled his all nighter, waking me with a cold nose bump and a loud purrrrrrrr! His second night was under the covers for a sound sleep and the rest is business as usual. Under my chair while we drive, out for a walk on the leash as we level the rig in our camp sight each night. And after dinner, he has a 34 foot race track to work the kinks out. He is a good traveling buddy for sure.
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