"The gentil faucoun, that with his feet distreyneth/The kinges hond;..."
from Geoffrey Chaucer's The Parlement of Foulys .
It seems that Fr. Sibley is going to bless a rabbit hunt, in which birds of prey rather than guns will be used. I find hawks fascinating- a pair of red-tails nested in the woods behind our apartment building for years, and I was always thrilled when I managed to see them at fairly close range.