I was up pretty early this morning (for me, anyway), to take Kat to the vet to be spayed. She was not happy being put in the airline carrier, but behaved herself very well when we took her out to weigh her. I will pick her up this afternoon, and I know she will have no control over which way she is walking, she will run into things, and will look very panicked. Now she will be able to spend some time outdoors without having to worry about her meeting a tom cat. She has never been outdoors beyond the front porch since we found her last fall.
I keep seeing the shadow of the Red Tail Hawk, and have gone to the window a few times to check. I saw "him" once go into the nest with something in his mouth. It looked like it could have been a little gopher. So the mate must be sitting on the nest.