I frequently notice hawks perched on phone lines as I'm driving around our beautiful Acadiana. They sit like majestic statues, waiting for the opportunity...to be jerks.

I found this video this morning, and it makes me a little sad. Yes, it's "the circle of life" and all that, but I once had to put a mouse out of its misery. Our youngest, Ava, was due in a few weeks and while I thought "our" little mouse was cute, it had to go. I'd tried humane traps that wouldn't harm or kill it, but nothing worked. I reluctantly switched to a "snap" trap, and when that didn't work, I went to the glue trap. When I saw the suffering of the ensnared mouse, I just had to take it to the back yard and put it out of its misery. I'd never killed an animal on purpose outside of an insect before, and it was tough on me.

So I can feel this young West Point cadet's pain. He had become accustomed to the mouse, which he named "Whiskers," living in his barracks. The cadet was probably thinking what I thought about our mouse visitor: "He's just hungry and looking to come out of the cold. I'd want the same things in his place." He finally caught the little critter, released it, and then...yeah. The hawk. Take a look at the video and see for yourself.