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Wednesday the dog....

.... comes with me. I took Cisco out flying for the first time since March. With him, I don't do any prep work. No zip line or creance flying. About ten or fifteen years ago I took him hunting two weeks before he was done molting. He caught a small swamp rabbit. Farrah I transition over a couple of weeks. Not because she's likely to fly off, or won't return to the fist, but because she's so jumpy. I might reach in and she's instantly up in a tree.

Cisco was at 930 gram body weight. 900 is the arbitrarily picked hunting weight. He hunted like a heavy buzzard, but his recall was perfect. He made a couple of high-in-weight squirrel chases, and sat and enjoyed the cool morning. I pulled out a chick leg and he was on my fist. It was a boring hour, which is fine. I might have taken Arnold, but didn't, just in case I had trouble with Cisco. Wednesday he's coming with us. Cisco should be closer to a motivation weight too. He ate two chickens. I expect he'll be around 915 or 920 on Wednesday. 

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