I was involved in a hunting camp for many years and at night after supper we would often sit around the fire with a toddy and tell each other lies. We would sometimes leave on one small light above the skinning rack and in just a few minutes the top crossbeam would be holding 3-4 large, adult Barred owls. It was a riot to watch them push/shove for dominance on a beam that was only one height. (The alfa is always trying to be on a higher perch than all others.)
But then occasionally the noise would stop, it would be dead quiet for a few seconds, then one or two would swoop down, completely silent except for the air over their wings, glide out across the yard, sometimes 30, 40, 50 yds and sweep up a mouse or rat right out of the grass. Really something to watch.
Some would have a nearly 4' wingspan and could pick up a full grown cotton-tailed rabbit and fly off with it. More often than not though would settle down right after catching/rolling a rodent or other small game and start tearing it apart.
Kudos to Keystone for the work he does. Nature is a true wonderment!