<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1437885333540261918</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:52:13.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Scarlet</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1437885333540261918/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09826380748491802875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RgU0B9_r6WU/SOpK_4qvBCI/AAAAAAAAAGg/iHAxQI8tE8M/S220/IMG_2029.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1437885333540261918.post-4612214567247816034</id><published>2009-02-11T19:08:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T19:16:25.174-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Swear She's Trying to Kill Me</title><content type='html'>The weather here has gone from bad to worst over the past week.  Between the torrential winds, rain, and even tornados we have not gotten much hunting time in.  I have gotten in the habit of hunting her home but the game is scarce.  We have gotten very few slips lately, but she has given it her all.  &lt;br /&gt;Monday, after a two hour drive home stopping at all the places I usually find birds, I gave up.  I ended up going to Tom's house and decided to take her on a walk through the trees in his large yard.  She did great for a bit and her response was on key.  She then discovered a large vine-covered bush that housed a lot of sparrows.  This was new to me, but cool!  She had perched over the bush, so I tried to get them to flush.  The little buggers held tight.  I finally got one to flush and she proceeded to chase it across the street.  Not a problem, his street is not busy at all.  She landed on the ground next to the neighbor's fence and I started to walk across the street to collect her from the ground.  As I get about halfway across the street, a cat comes out of nowhere and decides that it is dinner time.  I start to run and the cat immediately bolts, thankfully.  Scarlet had other ideas however.  She immediately disappeared through a crack in the fence and proceeded to chase the cat on foot.  This was no small cat either.  Again I ran, scaled the fence, chased the cat off and picked her up.  She was still puffed up and defensive, but I soon had her clam and eating.  I gave her a good look over and she was perfectly  fine.  I, of course, was now in great pain from my acrobatic attempts.  First the tree, now the fence...I am pretty sure she is out to get me.&lt;br /&gt;The only other question I have: why will she chase huge cats, but not grackles?  This is a strange one.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1437885333540261918-4612214567247816034?l=texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com/feeds/4612214567247816034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1437885333540261918&amp;postID=4612214567247816034' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1437885333540261918/posts/default/4612214567247816034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1437885333540261918/posts/default/4612214567247816034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-swear-shes-trying-to-kill-me.html' title='I Swear She&apos;s Trying to Kill Me'/><author><name>Kylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09826380748491802875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RgU0B9_r6WU/SOpK_4qvBCI/AAAAAAAAAGg/iHAxQI8tE8M/S220/IMG_2029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1437885333540261918.post-3475488845925052576</id><published>2009-02-05T12:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T12:03:53.135-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting it Down</title><content type='html'>I have hesitated to fly Scarlet at lunch, just in case she throws one of her temper tantrums and it takes a while to get her back.  Today was overcast and there were birds everywhere so I just could not resist.  She was 96 grams at lunch time, so I loaded her up and headed out the door.&lt;br /&gt;I think she finally has it.  We had 4 perfect slips and 4 perfect chases.  She came VERY close on two of them.  I think that she is going out the window a tad too soon as she gets excited, giving her disadvantage.  I will have to work with her on that.  She came back to the fist easily everytime and after the second slip she was actively looking around for birds while we were driving.  I have had a hard time finding prey for her but hit the jackpot today with cowbirds and starling.  I really hope that I can get a repeat performance tomorrow, and that the prey decided to hang around!&lt;br /&gt;AWESOME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1437885333540261918-3475488845925052576?l=texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com/feeds/3475488845925052576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1437885333540261918&amp;postID=3475488845925052576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1437885333540261918/posts/default/3475488845925052576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1437885333540261918/posts/default/3475488845925052576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com/2009/02/getting-it-down.html' title='Getting it Down'/><author><name>Kylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09826380748491802875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RgU0B9_r6WU/SOpK_4qvBCI/AAAAAAAAAGg/iHAxQI8tE8M/S220/IMG_2029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1437885333540261918.post-506512660236052168</id><published>2009-02-04T21:20:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T21:27:31.370-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hide and Seek</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I had class so I was only able to work with Scarlet at lunch time.  She was 97.5 grams when it was time to eat.  Another windy day outside caused me to be creative.  I work in your typical cubicle farm and on this particular day alot of people took lunch at the same time.  I perched Scarlet on one of the end cubes and moved around the room calling her.  I would make sure that I was out of sight and she would have to come find me.  I must say that she did very well.  She only tried to cheat a few times....following me when I was trying to hide.  This is typical of a child though :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today after work Noel drove me around for a few minutes before heading home.  The first slip we upon was absolutely perfect.  Scarlet saw the starlings out the front window, slicked down, patiently waited and then flew out the window at the perfect time.  It was a perfect example of how carhawking should look.  Even though she chased like hell, she unfortunately missed, but not before getting a nice grab on a starling butt.  I was VERY happy with the slip.  Noel and I were unable to find anymore slips like that so he went home.  I slipped her out a few more times and she gave another great flight on sparrows.  However, her response today was terrible and only grew worse as the day went on.  The last flight took me over 20 minutes to get her back as she kept self-hunting and ignoring me all together.  I will perhaps drop another half gram and see how she does on Friday.  She is definitely getting better though!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1437885333540261918-506512660236052168?l=texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com/feeds/506512660236052168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1437885333540261918&amp;postID=506512660236052168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1437885333540261918/posts/default/506512660236052168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1437885333540261918/posts/default/506512660236052168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com/2009/02/hide-and-seek.html' title='Hide and Seek'/><author><name>Kylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09826380748491802875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RgU0B9_r6WU/SOpK_4qvBCI/AAAAAAAAAGg/iHAxQI8tE8M/S220/IMG_2029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1437885333540261918.post-1878010126826445324</id><published>2009-02-03T09:58:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T10:04:47.115-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yucky Weather</title><content type='html'>Between the rain, sleet, snow and wind over the last week we did not get out to do any hunting until yesterday.  I was very sad, there is nothing worse than getting the day off of work and not being able to use it to hunt!&lt;br /&gt;Afterwork yesterday Scarlet was a perfect 98 grams.  We loaded up into the truck and headed out.  I made my usual rounds and ended up in the WalMart parking lot again.  In the grass was a nice collection of grackles and starlings.  She seemed very interested and as I neared she went out the window.  She gave a small chase then pulled off to land on a tall light fixure at the edge of the lot.  I got out, pulled out a tidbit and began to call her to the lure.  It was then that I noticed why she selected that particular light fixture.  She was sitting right next to a male Kestrel and the two were chattering away.  I watched them play leap frog over each other and dance around the top of the pole.  He would take off to fly around a little then come right back to her as if to invite her to follow.  Fortunately, she did not follow, but she did not come to me either.  30 minutes later the male left and she started paying attention to me again.  When I called her she would begin to come to me, then hover over me before taking off again.  She even tried the classic snatch and grab but I held the meat tight so she was not successful.  I finally got her back though and with a sigh of relief I put her back in the car for another day. Tuesdays I have class so I will do some work with her inside this evening and fly again on Wednesday.  I think I will also take another half gram off her to see if that helps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1437885333540261918-1878010126826445324?l=texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com/feeds/1878010126826445324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1437885333540261918&amp;postID=1878010126826445324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1437885333540261918/posts/default/1878010126826445324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1437885333540261918/posts/default/1878010126826445324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com/2009/02/yucky-weather.html' title='Yucky Weather'/><author><name>Kylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09826380748491802875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RgU0B9_r6WU/SOpK_4qvBCI/AAAAAAAAAGg/iHAxQI8tE8M/S220/IMG_2029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1437885333540261918.post-787771795043077943</id><published>2009-01-25T19:22:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T19:33:07.325-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Good Weekend</title><content type='html'>Friday I took Scarlet out after work.  I was supposed to have someone go with me but it fell through so I decided to fly her by myself.  I slappped a transmitter on her and loaded her up into the car.  Unfortunately we mostly saw grackles.  She did go out the window a few times but did not really chase.  Her fist response was EXCELLENT.  She came back everytime I called her.  I was ecstatic.  At the end of the day I was confident so I slipped her on some sparrows.  She looked like she was going to chase but just flew over them to a tree.  I called her to the fist and called it a day.  99 grams.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was super cold and windy.  I have had a really bad weekend with my back so I decided to stay in.  Kenny was over so for experiments sake I had him feed Scarlet.  He called her to the lure and she came immediately.  Good to know!&lt;br /&gt;Today I decided to give Scarlet a baggie and work on some anti-carrying and build up her confidence.  We tied the sparrow about 10 feet from the car and drove up on it.  She slicked down and out the window she went.  I have to admit if it had not been tied down she would have missed.  I waited patiently for her to start plucking.  I then put a tidbit on my finger and slowly made in.  She tried to carry a little bit but took the tidbit graciously.  After a few moments she continued plucking.  I kept feeding her tidbit and she was soon pulling her sparrow towards me to get them.  She finally calmed down enough for me to reach in and tether her.  She was not eating yet so I helped her by opening the chest.  She began to eat and then moved to the head.  I continued to feed her tidbits and she soon quit mantling and trying to carry.  She moved from the chest to the head and which gave me chance to pull the rest of the sparrow away from her.  She finished the head, looked at me, and then hopped to my fist.  All in all I must say it was a great experience.  She is learning that I am not going to take her game from her.  I have one more baggie that I will give her and I hope it will go even better than this one.  98.5 grams today and I think I will try her again at this weight and see how she does.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1437885333540261918-787771795043077943?l=texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com/feeds/787771795043077943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1437885333540261918&amp;postID=787771795043077943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1437885333540261918/posts/default/787771795043077943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1437885333540261918/posts/default/787771795043077943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com/2009/01/good-weekend.html' title='A Good Weekend'/><author><name>Kylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09826380748491802875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RgU0B9_r6WU/SOpK_4qvBCI/AAAAAAAAAGg/iHAxQI8tE8M/S220/IMG_2029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1437885333540261918.post-3384555920080761863</id><published>2009-01-22T11:38:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T12:40:26.943-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Splashing in Puddles</title><content type='html'>At lunchtime today Scarlet was dead on 100 grams. I loaded up the creance and to the parking lot we go. Today was another exceptional day. I had her flying the full length of the parking lot to the fist. There was no hesitation except for one flight just as another person came outside. In this case she paused to look at the person and then flew to me.&lt;br /&gt;Her lure response is still waning. It took her a while to come to the lure and she is still not landing on it. Her fist response far makes up for her lack in this area but I would like to see better performance. Once on the lure she has started looking to me for tidbits. This is great, hopefully she will do the same on a kill. I will keep my fingers crossed anyway.  My little girl also stopped to enjoy some fresh puddles in the parking lot today....just to play.  Silly girl.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow after work Noel and I are going to try to find Scarlet some starlings....it is hunting time!&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pics from the THA Meet last weekend.  Enjoy!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:426px"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://apps.rockyou.com/rockyou.swf?instanceid=131147525&amp;ver=102906" quality="high"  salign="lt" width="426" height="319" wmode="transparent" name="rockyou" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"/&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a style="padding-right:1px;" target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com/?type=slideshow&amp;refid=131147525"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px;" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/link/logo.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="padding-right:1px;" target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com/slideshow_create.php?refid=131147525&amp;source=cyo"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px;" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/link/create_own.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="padding-right:1px;" target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com/show_my_gallery.php?instanceid=131147525"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px;" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/link/view_all.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com/link/link3.php"&gt;&lt;img width="84" style="border:0px" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/link/link3.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1437885333540261918-3384555920080761863?l=texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com/feeds/3384555920080761863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1437885333540261918&amp;postID=3384555920080761863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1437885333540261918/posts/default/3384555920080761863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1437885333540261918/posts/default/3384555920080761863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com/2009/01/splashing-in-puddles.html' title='Splashing in Puddles'/><author><name>Kylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09826380748491802875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RgU0B9_r6WU/SOpK_4qvBCI/AAAAAAAAAGg/iHAxQI8tE8M/S220/IMG_2029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1437885333540261918.post-8912049988882509492</id><published>2009-01-21T12:32:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T12:36:49.595-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Day Ever!</title><content type='html'>Due to falconer error and being stuck in a meeting WAY longer than expected Scarlet was at 100 grams today at lunch.  She has been down to 101 before, but this is the lowest she has ever been.  As quickly as possible I cut up food, tied her to the creance and headed outside.  I started out at about 10 feet and barely had my fist in the air before she was in bound.  Excellent!  I moved farther and farther back and it only got better and better.  Before I knew it she was flying the full length of the parking lot with instant response.  After about 10 flights I pulled the lure and she was inbound.  She is still lot landing on the lure but her response was great.  She usually lands a foot short and then walks to it.  She is still trying to pull it away from me at first but readily accepts the tidbits as I feed them to her.  We are making progress there.  I am very happy with today's training....time to get out hunting again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1437885333540261918-8912049988882509492?l=texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com/feeds/8912049988882509492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1437885333540261918&amp;postID=8912049988882509492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1437885333540261918/posts/default/8912049988882509492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1437885333540261918/posts/default/8912049988882509492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com/2009/01/best-day-ever.html' title='Best Day Ever!'/><author><name>Kylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09826380748491802875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RgU0B9_r6WU/SOpK_4qvBCI/AAAAAAAAAGg/iHAxQI8tE8M/S220/IMG_2029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1437885333540261918.post-693188682906134114</id><published>2009-01-19T10:59:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T11:13:19.187-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Swoop</title><content type='html'>We spent the rest of last week working on the creance. By Friday she was doing much better. I had gotten her weight down to 103 grams and she seemed to be doing very well at that weight. This weekend was the annual THA meet. On Saturday the weather was so beautiful and Scarlet was at 103 grams. I just could not resist taking her out. After all, I did get her to hunt with so that is what I needed to do. We drove around for a while before finding any birds. It was not the ideal time of day (before dusk) but I wanted to fly her early enough that I would have time to get her back if she took off again. I did show her a slip of grackles but she was not interested. Hopefully that will come in time as she learns the game.&lt;br /&gt;We finally found a slip in the college parking lot. I rolled down the window, she slicked down and took off. Unfortunately she missed. She ended up in a tree at the edge of the parking lot so I made my way towards her. I pulled out the lure and started to call her. This is when the game began. I threw the lure, she would fly towards it and swoop it then pull up into another tree. This was usually followed by her screaming at me which I interpreted as a laugh.&lt;br /&gt;I finally laid down in the grass with the lure in front of me just wiggling it a little. It took a lot of patience but she finally came in and landed on it. I had put a small bird on the lure. Once she started plucking the bird, I put a tidbit on my finger and stretched my arm out to her. I slowly pulled her towards me until the tidbit was with in reach. She reached over and took the tidbit from my finger so I repeated with the bag of tidbits I had. I finally was able to reach in and tether her. We continued the tidbitting and eating on the lure until she was done, then she hopped to my glove and we called it a day.&lt;br /&gt;Although the hunt did not goes as planned, all in all it was a good day. She chased, came to the lure (eventually) and I got her back. Sometimes that is all you can ask for. We are going to do some more lure work this week so hopefully we won't have a repeat performance of Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;I will post some pictures soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1437885333540261918-693188682906134114?l=texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com/feeds/693188682906134114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1437885333540261918&amp;postID=693188682906134114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1437885333540261918/posts/default/693188682906134114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1437885333540261918/posts/default/693188682906134114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com/2009/01/swoop.html' title='Swoop'/><author><name>Kylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09826380748491802875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RgU0B9_r6WU/SOpK_4qvBCI/AAAAAAAAAGg/iHAxQI8tE8M/S220/IMG_2029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1437885333540261918.post-1942902856212035493</id><published>2009-01-14T11:57:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T12:06:08.960-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Very Jumpy</title><content type='html'>I took Scarlet outside to fly on the creance today at lunch.  Her weight was dead on - 104 grams.  We started out really well.  A few flights at 10 and 20 feet and she was coming to me nicely.  I had Scarlet perched near the front door on a small wall as it was the only place to put a perch.  She first got spooked when Lisa came out to smoke.  She stopped paying attention to me for the most part and kept looking at Lisa.  She still came to me, just took a little longer to get there.  When Lisa went back inside I threw the lure.  After a few moments of contemplation she flew down and landed next to it.  She never actually stood on it and was staring at me the entire time trying to pull the meat off the lure.  I am assuming she was wanting to bolt with it.  In the middle of this Aaron came out the door and she really spooked.  She started to fly off, the creance line caught her and I picked her up.  I brought her back and set her beside the lure but she wanted nothing to do with it.  She sat there puffed up and mantling, her wings spread and shivering.  I offered her a tidbit but she refused.  I then picked her up and brought her back in.  I will take her out again in an hour or so and throw the lure again.&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet has obviously not forgotton the events of Sunday and I can only guess she is blaming me for taking her sparrow.  She has never acted like this before and never feared me trying to take her food.  This is a major set back and I will have to work on her diligently to get over this fear before I fly her free again.  I will also make it a point to fly her around other people once she becomes comfortable with me again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1437885333540261918-1942902856212035493?l=texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com/feeds/1942902856212035493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1437885333540261918&amp;postID=1942902856212035493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1437885333540261918/posts/default/1942902856212035493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1437885333540261918/posts/default/1942902856212035493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com/2009/01/very-jumpy.html' title='Very Jumpy'/><author><name>Kylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09826380748491802875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RgU0B9_r6WU/SOpK_4qvBCI/AAAAAAAAAGg/iHAxQI8tE8M/S220/IMG_2029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1437885333540261918.post-6585170874147503329</id><published>2009-01-12T08:01:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T09:55:36.823-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Carrier</title><content type='html'>We had a good weekend...kinda. LOL&lt;br /&gt;Friday and Saturday were EXCELLENT days for Scarlet.  Her fist response was instant.  Her lure response was perfect...thankfully, I never thought she was going to get the hang of that.  The only thing I learned was that her attention wanes after she begins to fill...and it generally does not take much.  This makes complete sense as she does not eat much.  Her metabolism has sped up and she is not eating 10 grams at lunch and 16 grams in the eveing.  I still worked with her twice a day for the purpose of repetition.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday rolls around and I end up going car hawking with Kenny and his Harris' Hawk, Biggio.  It is right around lunch time so Scarlet is at perfect weight:  104.5 grams.  It is a gorgeous day, perhaps the prettiest day we have had in a while.  I decide to load Scarlet into the car and take her with.  If I found the perfect slip then I would go for it, but I was not going to hunt her unless that happened.  As we begin driving around we relaize there are birds everywhere.  Biggio takes slip after slip, one after the other.  We end up by the grain elevators when I see the slip I was hoping for.  There is a parking lot for a closed business that is just COVERED in starlings.  This particular lot is no stranger to starlings and this is not the first time that we have found it full of them.&lt;br /&gt;Kenny and I switch seats, I load up the lure and her food for the day and we head into the lot.  We drive around a little and the starlings keep spooking and moving around the lot.  We finally decide to just sit still and a few minutes later they all land around the car.  I lower the window I lift Scarlet up so she can see the birds.  It took her about 30 seconds before she bolts out the window in hot pursuit.  She ends up missing and landing in the wheel well of a semi.  I get out of the car and go to get her when she disappears into the the truck.  I start looking inside for her when I hear the familar bird screams. She drops out under the truck, clutching a sparrow.  That little bugger was chasing them around inside the wheel well!  Of course, I am estatic.  I am thankful that she is as gamey as I hoped.  I let her start plucking, put the mouse on the lure and slowly start inching my way towards her.  She is having none of that.  For the next 5 minutes we play this game - she starts plucking, I try to make in, she bolts.  She finally decides she has had enough and flys out of the back of the truck, across a field and into a tree.  Just great.  I take off running across the field until I get close to her and then slowly inch my way in closer.  She is now sitting in the tree plucking away and has broken in.  I have no idea what to do.  I know that her response disappears when she gets full which tells me that I need to get her back before she eats too much.  I decide I need to climb the tree.  Kenny offers but I figured it best if I did it as she is used to me.  He gives me a boost, I get up on the first branch when she bolts again.  Now I am hanging, Kenny is trying to help me and I am telling him to just watch her.  She flies quit some distance.  My grips begins to give out and I drop straight down out of the tree.  After my back surgery a few weeks ago I am now hurting pretty bad.  My doctor is going to love me.&lt;br /&gt;So, to make a long story short (well shorter anyway) I was pretty sure I had lost her.  We chased her from tree to tree, under a train, in bushes, all over the place.  Over an hour later she made it into a large bush by the main road, past 2 fields, some railroad tracks....let's just say a long way.  There were a couple of times I lost sight of her and was very thankful to have Kenny in the field.&lt;br /&gt;So she's in the bush right by the main road - still clutching the dreaded Sparrow, of course.  She is steadily plucking and eating by the time we figure out which bush she is in.  We each take a side of the bush and begin to climb in.  Finally I get pretty close, Kenny distracts her and I am able to grab a jess between two fingers.  I crawl a little farther, get both jesses and she is pissed.  She drops the sparrow and I cast her in one hand and pull her out.  I can not tell you how relieved I was to finally have her back.  I knew that I would not be able to get the sparrow back as it dropped into the bottom of the large bush but there was not much left anyway. We make it back to the car and I offer her some food on the glove to thwart the fact that she probably felt robbed.  She did not want it.  I return her to the giant hood and call it a day.&lt;br /&gt;I must say, I was very surprised that she turned out to be a carrier as she has shown no signs that she would be.  I purposely chose a starling slip, just in case but I guess this is proof that nothing ever goes as planned.  I am just thankful to have her back and we are going to do a little more training before going hunting again....and a little more recovering on my part.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1437885333540261918-6585170874147503329?l=texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com/feeds/6585170874147503329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1437885333540261918&amp;postID=6585170874147503329' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1437885333540261918/posts/default/6585170874147503329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1437885333540261918/posts/default/6585170874147503329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-little-carrier.html' title='My Little Carrier'/><author><name>Kylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09826380748491802875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RgU0B9_r6WU/SOpK_4qvBCI/AAAAAAAAAGg/iHAxQI8tE8M/S220/IMG_2029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1437885333540261918.post-1668178685138211864</id><published>2009-01-08T12:37:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T12:46:21.329-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Chatterbox</title><content type='html'>High noon and Scarlet was dead on 105.5 grams.  How awesome am I at weight management!  LOL.  But seriously.  I took Scarlet out into the warehouse for some creance training over lunch.  I am fortunate that we have a HUGE warehouse space so I will even be able to work her when there is inclement weather. I set her perch on the table and hooker her up to the creance.  5 ft, 10 ft, 20 ft, 20 ft, hmmmmm.....ADD!!  Where am I?!?!  It is at this point that Scarlet decided our warehouse shelves made a better perch than the one I provided.  She made a point of telling me this promptly after landing there.  Several times, in fact.  It seems my little girl does know how to talk, she has just been nice and blessed me with silence until now. Ok....kinda like a tree, I'll play.  It only took a few calls before I was able to get her down off the shelf and to my fist.  AWESOME!  I was very happy.  I put her back on the table, backed up 10 feet and called her again.  Nope.  Again, her perch is better and that is where she headed. After yelling at me a little more I was able to call her down to the fist even quicker this time.  SWEET!  I put her back on the table, wash, rinse and repeat - she goes back to the shelves, this time to the very top.  It took a lot more coaxing to get her back down this time as she had eaten most of her food ration so she was not as hungry.  She did eventually come down tho and I called it a day.  Although it did not go exactly as planned, all in all I would have to say it was a pretty successful day. Tomorrow I will go outside to creance her....away from shelves.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1437885333540261918-1668178685138211864?l=texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com/feeds/1668178685138211864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1437885333540261918&amp;postID=1668178685138211864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1437885333540261918/posts/default/1668178685138211864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1437885333540261918/posts/default/1668178685138211864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-little-chatterbox.html' title='My Little Chatterbox'/><author><name>Kylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09826380748491802875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RgU0B9_r6WU/SOpK_4qvBCI/AAAAAAAAAGg/iHAxQI8tE8M/S220/IMG_2029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1437885333540261918.post-7687353001765987501</id><published>2009-01-08T10:06:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T10:16:31.605-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We learn together :)</title><content type='html'>I shook things up a little today and altered our routine.  When thinking of Scarlet's resistance to wed to the lure I was reminded of Katana's same resistance.  While everyone told me that it was weight-related I continued to disagree.  I finally realized that Katana did not like being on the ground.  And where does the lure land??  That's right!  The ground!  Taking into account my experiences with Katana, I perched Scarlet out differently when I arrived home.  Conveniently enough, I have just finished staining a block perch that I would use while traveling so I set that out in the middle of the living room alongside a full bath pan.  Scarlet has only been on high wall perches since I trapped her, so this was definitely new to her.  Let me tell you, she did not like it.  At all.  After about 30 minutes of pouting she finally settled in and started becoming comfortable.  I can only image how she felt...everything in the room is so much bigger than her so from down there it must be intimidating.  Needless to say, at about 7pm and 105.5 grams I called Scarlet to the lure.  Instead of the 10 minutes it usually took for her to jump on it, it took only 10 seconds on contemplating.  By George I think she's got it!  She ate her 12 grams of mouse on the lure and then returned to the block perch.  She sat fat and happy there until I went to bed and moved her back to the wall perch.  Time to move outside!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1437885333540261918-7687353001765987501?l=texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com/feeds/7687353001765987501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1437885333540261918&amp;postID=7687353001765987501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1437885333540261918/posts/default/7687353001765987501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1437885333540261918/posts/default/7687353001765987501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com/2009/01/we-learn-together.html' title='We learn together :)'/><author><name>Kylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09826380748491802875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RgU0B9_r6WU/SOpK_4qvBCI/AAAAAAAAAGg/iHAxQI8tE8M/S220/IMG_2029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1437885333540261918.post-1393486419719539098</id><published>2009-01-07T13:41:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T13:51:47.739-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Better</title><content type='html'>I have been super busy and been a bad blogger over the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been working with Scarlet primarily on her lure response which allows me to put all of her daily food ration on the lure and make it a bigger, better reward. I have been using mice on the lure as I still have not been able to come by any sparrow yet. Kurt has the trap out, but has not had any luck as of yet. Scarlet is still figuring out what the whole lure thing is about, but she will now come down off her wall perch to the lure on the ground about 8 feet away from her. She usually stair-steps to it...taking perches closer the the lure along the way, but she eventually gets there. Her response is getting a little quicker, but is still no where near acceptable.&lt;br /&gt;I have also noticed that her metabolism is quickening. Whereas 10 grams of mouse would hold her for 24 hours perviously, I am now feeding her 15. Yesterday evening I fed her 15 grams and I ended up having to supplement that at lunch today with another 4 grams to carry her until this evening when I will work with her again. I did have her come from the cubicle perch down to my desk to the lure for her food, and again her response was hesitant but there.  She is also casting like clockwork mid-morning, usally around 9-10am everyday.  Also, around 2 pm she entertains me by preening.  She is definitely settling into a daily routine, I just wish she would let me include daily hunting!!  We will get there, soon I hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1437885333540261918-1393486419719539098?l=texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com/feeds/1393486419719539098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1437885333540261918&amp;postID=1393486419719539098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1437885333540261918/posts/default/1393486419719539098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1437885333540261918/posts/default/1393486419719539098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com/2009/01/getting-better.html' title='Getting Better'/><author><name>Kylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09826380748491802875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RgU0B9_r6WU/SOpK_4qvBCI/AAAAAAAAAGg/iHAxQI8tE8M/S220/IMG_2029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1437885333540261918.post-4008755303478646150</id><published>2009-01-04T18:17:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T18:30:29.220-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Not Getting It</title><content type='html'>Today ended up being cold and windy so I decided to work with Scarlet inside.  After her performance outside yesterday, I did not want to add another variable of high winds to the equation.  I found a way to perch her even father away from me in the living room, allowing her a longer flight from corner to corner of the room.  It is amazing how creative I can be when I have to.  LOL.  I had Kenny over at the house again while I was working her, so this allowed me to fly her with more distraction as she has not been worked much with others in the the room lately.  That will change tomorrow when I return to work as well.  Her response was excellent and she only hesitated one time.  On this flight she was not rewarded with a tid bit.  Her response on the subsequent flight was instant though.&lt;br /&gt;Once again I introduced the lure, and she still is not quite grasping the concept.  Today I put a mouse head on it so she would see fur as well as meat, hoping that this would entice her.  I dropped it the same distance away as I did previous days.  When she finally hopped to it she landed next to it and then tentatively leaned over to eat.  She eventually stepped on to it as she needed to hold the food down to tear it apart.  Kurt is going to put out his sparrow trap so hopefully I will be able to offer her a sparrow on the lure in the near future.&lt;br /&gt;I think I will only work with the lure on the days the weather is undesirable, as her fist response inside is excellent and I cannot set up longer flights inside.&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, she is coming along nicely and I hope to free fly her by the THA Meet on the weekend of Jan 17.  I think that her flight range is best between 106 - 106.5 grams, so I am going to target keeping her in that weight range.&lt;br /&gt;Keeping my fingers crossed she will be good to go soon!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2:45pm - 107.4 grams&lt;br /&gt;5:30pm - 106.1 grams....Fed 10 grams mouse&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1437885333540261918-4008755303478646150?l=texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com/feeds/4008755303478646150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1437885333540261918&amp;postID=4008755303478646150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1437885333540261918/posts/default/4008755303478646150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1437885333540261918/posts/default/4008755303478646150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com/2009/01/still-not-getting-it.html' title='Still Not Getting It'/><author><name>Kylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09826380748491802875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RgU0B9_r6WU/SOpK_4qvBCI/AAAAAAAAAGg/iHAxQI8tE8M/S220/IMG_2029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1437885333540261918.post-4837166051555976620</id><published>2009-01-03T18:27:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T19:03:13.337-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Driven to Distraction</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RgU0B9_r6WU/SWAJPFu1QFI/AAAAAAAAALI/pmuv2Gdzs4c/s1600-h/IMG_3332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 157px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RgU0B9_r6WU/SWAJPFu1QFI/AAAAAAAAALI/pmuv2Gdzs4c/s200/IMG_3332.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287236117374255186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As previously decided I took Scarlet outside to fly on the creance for the first time today.  I live on a very busy street with a fairly large front yard, so that is where I set up the creance. I had a feeling that this would be interesting as she has not spent anytime outside since trapping.  Unlike a Red Tail, I cannot just perch her out in the yard unless under direct supervision because of the threat of predators.  I held her for a few minutes before hooking her up to the creance and she appeared calm and unaffected by being outside.  I started with a short jump, which she made after some great hesitation.  After that her ADD took over. I guess the newness of the cars passing, people walking by and dogs barking was just too much for her all at once.  She also kept an eye on the sky, possibly concerned with unseen threats overhead.  I was able to call her to the fist several more times but only after a few detours...to the roof, the car, basically any direction other than me.  At this point I decided that it was too much stimulus to introduce all at once and brought her back inside.  I did not want to reward her for misbehaving, so we went and flew Kenny's Harris' Hawk before coming home and working with Scarlet again inside.  Tomorrow&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RgU0B9_r6WU/SWAJEvgBk5I/AAAAAAAAALA/g-wfoVUiUUg/s1600-h/IMG_3352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 246px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RgU0B9_r6WU/SWAJEvgBk5I/AAAAAAAAALA/g-wfoVUiUUg/s200/IMG_3352.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287235939607876498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; we will try the outdoor creance again, but in a quieter setting with less distractions.  I will introduce all the new variables individually so as not to frustrate her (or me!!)&lt;br /&gt;Once inside she performed beautifully.  She only hesitated a few times....mainly to see what Kenny was doing as it has been a while since I worked her with others in the room.  I flew her to the fist about 12 times, 3 without tidbits on the flights she showed hesitation.  I then set her up on a small perch and dropped the lure in front of her about 2 feet away.  Once again, she stared at it for a while before jumping to it.  She still is not figuring out the lure and tomorrow I will put something more appealing on it...either a mouse or sparrow wing.&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;While unloading Kenny's bird from the car, a family stopped to see the birds.  We showed them all three birds: Scarlet, Biggio (Harris' Hawk) and Abby (Red Tail) and spoke with them for about 15 minutes. Scarlet behaved beautifully.  Two of their daughters, 8 and 4 years old, were facinated with the birds especially Scarlet.  Needless to say, she received some great manning during this time.  They were able to touch her all over, including her feet, and Scarlet handled it beautifully.  I also assisted both the girls in holding Scarlet and it did not phase her at all - it did make their day though!  I have heard tales of Kestrels being very bitey and tempermental but Scarlet &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RgU0B9_r6WU/SWAJ7b-oqnI/AAAAAAAAALQ/j79QXQ_UAi0/s1600-h/IMG_3341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 222px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RgU0B9_r6WU/SWAJ7b-oqnI/AAAAAAAAALQ/j79QXQ_UAi0/s200/IMG_3341.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287236879260363378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;is no where near to the rumors.  She is VERY well manned and behaved and I must believe that it is her nature as well as the time I have spent with her.  I think I was blessed with a wonderfully calm bird and only hope that she hunts as well as she mans.  She still is not making any noise either, which is a blessing with all the time she spends at the office with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4:30pm - 106.8 grams....Fed 10 grams grackle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1437885333540261918-4837166051555976620?l=texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com/feeds/4837166051555976620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1437885333540261918&amp;postID=4837166051555976620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1437885333540261918/posts/default/4837166051555976620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1437885333540261918/posts/default/4837166051555976620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com/2009/01/driven-to-distraction.html' title='Driven to Distraction'/><author><name>Kylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09826380748491802875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RgU0B9_r6WU/SOpK_4qvBCI/AAAAAAAAAGg/iHAxQI8tE8M/S220/IMG_2029.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RgU0B9_r6WU/SWAJPFu1QFI/AAAAAAAAALI/pmuv2Gdzs4c/s72-c/IMG_3332.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1437885333540261918.post-1114502438966508838</id><published>2009-01-02T17:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T17:35:17.394-06:00</updated><title type='text'>EXCELLENT!!!</title><content type='html'>Well, the first major change I made today was to switch to weight Scarlet with a triple beam balance scale.  This will give me a more accurate weight, and had been my intention to make the change as we neared the lower weights.&lt;br /&gt;I decided to repeat the same drill as yesterday, after all it has been almost 2 weeks since I had worked with her due to my surgery.  10 grams of grackle is holding her weight steady for a 24-hour period, so I fed her the same amount again today. I cut 6 grams into tidbits and put the other 4 on the lure.  As I raised my hand to call her for the first time (a full room flight) I could see the light bulb come on.  She finally has the game down.  There was no hesitation on any of the 10 flights, and she was anxiously awaiting me to raise the glove each time.  I do not even have to show her the tidbit anymore and she is still inbound.  We have maxed out the indoor flight range so tomorrow I will move her outside on the creance.&lt;br /&gt;The other 4 grams I place on the lure.  I set her on a perch and dropped the lure about 1 foot away and 1 foot below her.  She does not recognize this part of the game yet, which is understandable as this is only the second time she has seen the lure.  It took me dropping the lure a few times while whistling for her to finally jump onto it, but after she did she was amply rewarded.  I should have introduced the lure sooner in the training, and have a feeling this will be what holds us up from hunting sooner.  Ironically, it is the same hold up I had while training Katana...you would think I would have learned by now!  Since I am in no rush, however it is no big deal.  It will allow me more time to reinforce flying to the fist as I continue working with the lure.  I don't want to free fly her before she is ready...and before I am ready!  LOL.  I am still in a lot of pain from the surgery, so an extra few days will not hurt anyone.&lt;br /&gt;I am VERY happy with her response today, and will continue to keep her at 107 grams until she proves I need to do otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:00pm - 107 grams....Fed 10 grams grackle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1437885333540261918-1114502438966508838?l=texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com/feeds/1114502438966508838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1437885333540261918&amp;postID=1114502438966508838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1437885333540261918/posts/default/1114502438966508838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1437885333540261918/posts/default/1114502438966508838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com/2009/01/excellent.html' title='EXCELLENT!!!'/><author><name>Kylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09826380748491802875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RgU0B9_r6WU/SOpK_4qvBCI/AAAAAAAAAGg/iHAxQI8tE8M/S220/IMG_2029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1437885333540261918.post-2972069271946798893</id><published>2009-01-01T16:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T16:42:21.702-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Doesn't Miss a Beat</title><content type='html'>I worked with Scarlet inside again today and it was like we had taken no time off at all.  Her response was great, and her ADD is getting much better.  She did 10 flights across the room and then I introduced her to the lure.  I garnished the lure with 4 grams of grackle with a little feather so she would recognize it as food.  I set the lure on a perch and she started at it a while before hopping onto it.  She immediately began eating, so I hope she will begin to realize that the lure is a good thing.  I will repeat todays activities tomorrow, and then move her outside on the creance this weekend as space is limited inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4:30pm - 107 grams....Fed 10 grams grackle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few shots of Scarlet's first encounter with the lure:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RgU0B9_r6WU/SV1FJ9zaHUI/AAAAAAAAAKY/gMhyiTf3w4c/s1600-h/IMG_3310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 189px; height: 137px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RgU0B9_r6WU/SV1FJ9zaHUI/AAAAAAAAAKY/gMhyiTf3w4c/s200/IMG_3310.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286457575114153282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RgU0B9_r6WU/SV1GAxFWnFI/AAAAAAAAAKo/5R66nw2H5xE/s1600-h/IMG_3312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 140px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RgU0B9_r6WU/SV1GAxFWnFI/AAAAAAAAAKo/5R66nw2H5xE/s200/IMG_3312.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286458516592565330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RgU0B9_r6WU/SV1FjwZpgJI/AAAAAAAAAKg/Nj2xuzVvPWM/s1600-h/IMG_3324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 193px; height: 140px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RgU0B9_r6WU/SV1FjwZpgJI/AAAAAAAAAKg/Nj2xuzVvPWM/s200/IMG_3324.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286458018193047698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1437885333540261918-2972069271946798893?l=texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com/feeds/2972069271946798893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1437885333540261918&amp;postID=2972069271946798893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1437885333540261918/posts/default/2972069271946798893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1437885333540261918/posts/default/2972069271946798893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com/2009/01/doesnt-miss-beat.html' title='Doesn&apos;t Miss a Beat'/><author><name>Kylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09826380748491802875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RgU0B9_r6WU/SOpK_4qvBCI/AAAAAAAAAGg/iHAxQI8tE8M/S220/IMG_2029.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RgU0B9_r6WU/SV1FJ9zaHUI/AAAAAAAAAKY/gMhyiTf3w4c/s72-c/IMG_3310.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1437885333540261918.post-5021722052105837937</id><published>2008-12-31T18:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T18:58:34.195-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in the Saddle</title><content type='html'>Well, I picked up a very happy Scarlet from Noel this morning.  He was kind enough to care for her while I was recovering from my spinal surgery.  I knew that he was just going to feed her and not work with her whcih was ok, I am just glad to have a competent adult watching her.  It was on less thing to have to worry about while laid up in bed.  I had asked her to keep her on the higher side, which he did, and I picked her up at 116 grams this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;Her training will resume tomorrow, and I have set up a creance for when we move outside.  I will begin introducing the lure immediately and working on reenforcing her fist response.  It is time to set out the sparrow trap....which will result in a call from my sponsor for some live lures!&lt;br /&gt;I am really looking forward to progressing with her, now that I have the surgery out of the way.  Don't get me wrong, my road to recovery is a long one with physical therapy in the future, but the exercise I will get working with Scarlet can only be beneficial.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1437885333540261918-5021722052105837937?l=texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com/feeds/5021722052105837937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1437885333540261918&amp;postID=5021722052105837937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1437885333540261918/posts/default/5021722052105837937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1437885333540261918/posts/default/5021722052105837937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com/2008/12/back-in-saddle.html' title='Back in the Saddle'/><author><name>Kylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09826380748491802875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RgU0B9_r6WU/SOpK_4qvBCI/AAAAAAAAAGg/iHAxQI8tE8M/S220/IMG_2029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1437885333540261918.post-6279479021846815521</id><published>2008-12-18T14:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T14:47:46.311-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting her preen on</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RgU0B9_r6WU/SUq255Y9IUI/AAAAAAAAAKA/qVawxt-eN1U/s1600-h/IMG_1170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281234618819617090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RgU0B9_r6WU/SUq255Y9IUI/AAAAAAAAAKA/qVawxt-eN1U/s200/IMG_1170.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1437885333540261918-6279479021846815521?l=texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com/feeds/6279479021846815521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1437885333540261918&amp;postID=6279479021846815521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1437885333540261918/posts/default/6279479021846815521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1437885333540261918/posts/default/6279479021846815521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com/2008/12/getting-her-preen-on.html' title='Getting her preen on'/><author><name>Kylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09826380748491802875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RgU0B9_r6WU/SOpK_4qvBCI/AAAAAAAAAGg/iHAxQI8tE8M/S220/IMG_2029.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RgU0B9_r6WU/SUq255Y9IUI/AAAAAAAAAKA/qVawxt-eN1U/s72-c/IMG_1170.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1437885333540261918.post-7574678973421325326</id><published>2008-12-18T09:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T09:34:02.666-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Making progress</title><content type='html'>Today was just another day at the office...&lt;br /&gt;During the morning feeding (107 grams again :) She did really well at the short distances as usual. I decided to try her a little further, and true to form she did a fly-by around the office. Never a dull moment. LOL. I got her back, put her back on the perch and then let her hop to my glove one more time before feeding her ration.&lt;br /&gt;That evening I fed her a little later than usual but I knew her weight was ok. I stayed at my boyfriend's house, so we flew in the bedroom where I could close her off from any windows she might try to fly out of. Instead of starting close with her I decided to immediately go for the longer flights just in case her wandering was due to the fact she had already eaten some before I backed up. Her first flight was hesitant, but she the flew the full length of the room, corner to corner, with only wandering once. We did about 15 flights at this length before I fed her the rest of her ration. Scarlet is definitely figuring out the game.&lt;br /&gt;The good thing about my schedule and life style is she is being flown in several different places. The scenery is never the same, nor the stimulous around her. I hope this will make the transition to the outside creance a little easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:30 am - 107 grams....Fed 7 grams mouse&lt;br /&gt;2:00pm - 110 grams&lt;br /&gt;9:00pm - 106 grams....Fed 8 grams grackle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1437885333540261918-7574678973421325326?l=texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com/feeds/7574678973421325326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1437885333540261918&amp;postID=7574678973421325326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1437885333540261918/posts/default/7574678973421325326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1437885333540261918/posts/default/7574678973421325326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com/2008/12/making-progress.html' title='Making progress'/><author><name>Kylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09826380748491802875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RgU0B9_r6WU/SOpK_4qvBCI/AAAAAAAAAGg/iHAxQI8tE8M/S220/IMG_2029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1437885333540261918.post-1733791318269078355</id><published>2008-12-17T13:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T14:03:55.050-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Holding Steady</title><content type='html'>The past few days have been fairly uneventful, but also very beneficial.  Scarlet has been holding steady at 107 grams and I have figured out the weight management.  I have successfully held her at 107 grams for 4 days now, and her response is getting better.  She still gets ADD if I try to get more than 10 feet away, but closer her response is instant when called to the fist.  Truth be told, with her response the way it is I did not want to drop her lower until I got the better scale, which I now have in the car.  :)  I will start to drop her in 0.5 gram increments every other day, based on her response. &lt;br /&gt;I have my back surgery on Monday, so I will raise her weight 1-2 grams and she will be introduced to the lure while I am in the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I am very happy with her progress.  We are taking things slowly, but hopefully slow and steady will win the race. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1437885333540261918-1733791318269078355?l=texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com/feeds/1733791318269078355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1437885333540261918&amp;postID=1733791318269078355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1437885333540261918/posts/default/1733791318269078355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1437885333540261918/posts/default/1733791318269078355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com/2008/12/holding-steady.html' title='Holding Steady'/><author><name>Kylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09826380748491802875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RgU0B9_r6WU/SOpK_4qvBCI/AAAAAAAAAGg/iHAxQI8tE8M/S220/IMG_2029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1437885333540261918.post-1400922182510223640</id><published>2008-12-15T08:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T08:47:51.935-06:00</updated><title type='text'>12/11 - 12/14</title><content type='html'>Well, I missed a few days of blogging.  Must admit, I tend to slack off on the weekends when I am away from my computer.&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet is coming along nicely...and definitely developing a personality.  She is much more animated and enjoys puffing her feathers up when acting curious.  We have also taken to playing a little game where I will bend over, then she will mirror me.  Silly, I know...but entertaining none the less.&lt;br /&gt;Her appetite is back, and she is eating off the fist with no problems.  I also have her flying inside about 8 feet, but anything longer than that gets sticky.  At the longer distances she will begin to fly to me when I call her, but then peel off and perch elsewhere.  Her daily food intake has increased as well from 4 grams twice a day on Friday and Saturday to 7 grams twice a day yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;I made a lure this weekend and once I add the food clip I will begin the introduction.  Other than that, not much to report.  She has taken to the wall perch at home, and sits quietly watching TV with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12/11&lt;br /&gt;8:30am - 116 grams&lt;br /&gt;10am - 115 grams...Fed 6 grams mouse&lt;br /&gt;3pm - 119 grams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12/12&lt;br /&gt;10am - 116 grams....Fed 4 grams Finch&lt;br /&gt;3pm - 113 grams&lt;br /&gt;10pm - 110 grams...Fed 4 grams Finch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12/13&lt;br /&gt;11am - 109 grams...Fed 4 grams Finch&lt;br /&gt;10pm - 109 grams....Fed 4 grams Finch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12/14&lt;br /&gt;11am - 108 grams&lt;br /&gt;1:30pm - 107 grams...Fed 7 grams rat&lt;br /&gt;10pm - 107 grams...Fed 7 grams rat&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1437885333540261918-1400922182510223640?l=texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com/feeds/1400922182510223640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1437885333540261918&amp;postID=1400922182510223640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1437885333540261918/posts/default/1400922182510223640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1437885333540261918/posts/default/1400922182510223640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com/2008/12/1211-1214.html' title='12/11 - 12/14'/><author><name>Kylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09826380748491802875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RgU0B9_r6WU/SOpK_4qvBCI/AAAAAAAAAGg/iHAxQI8tE8M/S220/IMG_2029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1437885333540261918.post-2921896645898231443</id><published>2008-12-11T09:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:14:02.481-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 5!!</title><content type='html'>Well, we are coming right along.  Scarlet is definitely bating more at work so I am keeping a close eye on her feet and legs to make sure she is not doing any damage.  I was able to get her to eat 7 grams of mouse off my fist yesterday afternoon, though I must admit she is still not acting very hungry. &lt;br /&gt;After work Noel, Denise and I visited on of our favorite watering holes for a brew.  This is a great place to man a bird, with lots of stimulation.  She did very well, although acted freaked out most of the time.  We passed her around the table to get her used to other people.  After about 2 hours I headed home and sat with her on the fist for another few hours before bed.&lt;br /&gt;I am happy with her manning, although the bating could tame down a bit.  She is overall a very calm bird and I have not heard a peep from her as of yet.  I can't wait to see how her training progresses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7am - 121 grams...7 grams mouse&lt;br /&gt;12:30pm - 124 grams&lt;br /&gt;8:00pm - 119 grams&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1437885333540261918-2921896645898231443?l=texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com/feeds/2921896645898231443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1437885333540261918&amp;postID=2921896645898231443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1437885333540261918/posts/default/2921896645898231443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1437885333540261918/posts/default/2921896645898231443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-5.html' title='Day 5!!'/><author><name>Kylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09826380748491802875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RgU0B9_r6WU/SOpK_4qvBCI/AAAAAAAAAGg/iHAxQI8tE8M/S220/IMG_2029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1437885333540261918.post-4250616710751526345</id><published>2008-12-10T07:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T07:33:31.100-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 4!!</title><content type='html'>Another day at work....Today Scarlet is getting much better.  She recovers from every bate now, on the fist and on the perch.  She is much more alert and curious as well as more animated.  She is rousing much more also on the fist and perch. &lt;br /&gt;She finally decided to eat...after much convincing.  After speaking with Matthew Mullinex, he suggested that I offer something fresh and more enticing.  I did not have sparrows as per his recommendation, but was able to present her with a mouse which she promptly ate from the fist.  She ate 8 grams before losing interest.  She did get a little lower prior to eating than I would have liked, hence the reason I sought out some sage advice.  Matthew assured me that her weight was fine, and they often lose weight more quickly at first then it will level out.&lt;br /&gt;I spent the evening  manning Scarlet and she is doing much better.  She still likes to bite at the glove, but has not taken to biting at me.  I am able to touch her all over to examine her, and he feet and legs are staying in nice condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:30am - 126 grams&lt;br /&gt;11am - 124 grams....Fed 8 grams mouse&lt;br /&gt;3:30pm - 126 grams&lt;br /&gt;9:00pm - 125 grams&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1437885333540261918-4250616710751526345?l=texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com/feeds/4250616710751526345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1437885333540261918&amp;postID=4250616710751526345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1437885333540261918/posts/default/4250616710751526345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1437885333540261918/posts/default/4250616710751526345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-4.html' title='Day 4!!'/><author><name>Kylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09826380748491802875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RgU0B9_r6WU/SOpK_4qvBCI/AAAAAAAAAGg/iHAxQI8tE8M/S220/IMG_2029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1437885333540261918.post-8680774036481536461</id><published>2008-12-09T07:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:40:52.094-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 3!!</title><content type='html'>Today was Scarlet's first day at work.  Kenny made her a nice wall perch that fits over my cubicle.  She did very well today.  Most of the time she was  just chillin' and looking around.  She did bate a little bit but always recovered.  She is definitely becoming more curious and alert.  I even saw her first rouse. &lt;br /&gt;I tried to feed her prior to leaving work, but she was still uninterested.  I was able to get 2 grams of gracke into her which I hope will be enough to sustain her weight.  I am targeting her to be at 126 grams tomorrow morning, 2 grams less then when she ate best last.&lt;br /&gt;She is sitting on the fist nicely now and recovering from all her bates.  When she gets bored she has taken to attacking the glove and biting it.  This causes her to bend over on the glove so I see that as a good sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7am - 136 grams&lt;br /&gt;11am - 131 grams&lt;br /&gt;3pm - 129 grams....fed 2 grams grackle&lt;br /&gt;9pm - 129 grams&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1437885333540261918-8680774036481536461?l=texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com/feeds/8680774036481536461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1437885333540261918&amp;postID=8680774036481536461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1437885333540261918/posts/default/8680774036481536461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1437885333540261918/posts/default/8680774036481536461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-3.html' title='Day 3!!'/><author><name>Kylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09826380748491802875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RgU0B9_r6WU/SOpK_4qvBCI/AAAAAAAAAGg/iHAxQI8tE8M/S220/IMG_2029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1437885333540261918.post-4018714938498989976</id><published>2008-12-08T14:53:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:41:54.002-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2!!</title><content type='html'>I have a study session today for finals this week which monopolized my morning. I awoke at 8:30am and spent 1 hour with Scarlet on the fist before my study partner arrived. I decided to try Scarlet out on the wall perch during while studying so that she would begin to get used to me and the surroundings. She did very well with only a few bates but it did take her several hours to actually stand up as opposed to sitting on her legs. She spent the evening on my fist and was standing nicely by the end of the day. She even took to pulling on her jesses and biting the glove. She is definitely coming out of her trap shock at this point.I tried to feed her again at 8:30pm. She started out strong, acting as if she was famished. She then took to flicking the food away as if not hungry. I decided to put some food on the glove at this point and figured she would eat if she was hungry. She did bend over for the food, but instead of eating she only tossed it off the glove. I put the food away and called it a night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:30am - 135 grams&lt;br /&gt;1pm - 131 grams&lt;br /&gt;8:30pm - 128 grams...Fed 10 grams of grackle at 8:30pm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1437885333540261918-4018714938498989976?l=texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com/feeds/4018714938498989976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1437885333540261918&amp;postID=4018714938498989976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1437885333540261918/posts/default/4018714938498989976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1437885333540261918/posts/default/4018714938498989976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-2.html' title='Day 2!!'/><author><name>Kylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09826380748491802875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RgU0B9_r6WU/SOpK_4qvBCI/AAAAAAAAAGg/iHAxQI8tE8M/S220/IMG_2029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1437885333540261918.post-6598585368403425247</id><published>2008-12-08T14:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:42:28.160-06:00</updated><title type='text'>And it starts!!</title><content type='html'>Saturday 12/6 I set out trapping with Chris Robbins. He was looking for a Red Tail and I was looking for a female Kestrel. Needless to say, within 1.5 hours we had trapped one of each and was headed home. I trapped a gorgeous female Kestrel, weighing in at 135 grams off the trap.Now the fun begins. It is rather quickly that you discover all the equipment differences between the larger Red Tail and tiny Kestrel. Fortunately, Noel and Chris helped me out with equipment and ensured that I have all the needed gear.I spend the remainder of the day manning her down. She was still really freaked out and reverted to playing dead bird. She would sit on the fist (or lay) but not really stand up. By the end of the evening, however, she was standing on the fist as well as recovering from bates. I even managed to get her to eat but did not make her do anything for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11am - 135 grams&lt;br /&gt;5pm - 130 grams&lt;br /&gt;10pm - 128 grams...fed 30 grams of grackle at 10pm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1437885333540261918-6598585368403425247?l=texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com/feeds/6598585368403425247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1437885333540261918&amp;postID=6598585368403425247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1437885333540261918/posts/default/6598585368403425247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1437885333540261918/posts/default/6598585368403425247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texasdirthawker-scarlet.blogspot.com/2008/12/and-it-starts.html' title='And it starts!!'/><author><name>Kylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09826380748491802875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RgU0B9_r6WU/SOpK_4qvBCI/AAAAAAAAAGg/iHAxQI8tE8M/S220/IMG_2029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
