Hurrah is Missing

It's been late Wednesday afternoon since either Erich or Tom have seen Hurrah. Hurrah was acting even weirder. Circling the lodge from a couple hundred feet all day, over and over. Today Tom sets out to track him from the last place he saw him. Through the creek beds, down to the beach on the river, up the boat ramp, into the neighbor's property, and then the trail goes cold. The tracks come to a road intersection and disappear. Tom does circles spreading the perimeter from the last known track and finds no sign of Hurrah. What he does find is one of the three Sharp-shinned hawks that he's been seeing off and on has made a meal of one of his songbirds.