We took a road trip yesterday along the Illinois River to Havana, IL. It's only an hour and a half drive straight through but we were looking for eagles so we meander. We stop at boat ramps, lakes and wildlife refuges along the way. Our count for the day was 35 eagles and 16 hawks, not our best, but a decent count. Fifteen eagles in Havana alone.
Sassy spent our day out locked up. If we aren't home to check on her all the time, she's in the laundry room. When we go to bed at night, she goes into the laundry room. Sassy has lost her privileges. This morning both girls were in the family room and Sassy did a two hop toward Sassy, I swear she looked just like a bunny. She got within six inches of Sadie and then turned around and headed for high ground (the footstool). Sadie didn't even blink, she sometimes looks like she's carved out of stone, she just sits and stares. But she hasn't hissed or growled at Sassy in weeks. She's sort of like the teenager with a ten year old sister. Whatever!