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I finished weeding and de-grassing my rose bed, all the while listening for our neighboorhood hooter. Somehow the yard doesn't feel right without the "Who cooks for youuuuu? Who cooks tomorrow?" calls, so I'm always glad to hear or see its source.
By the way, owl-spotting has changed the way I look at the world:
On my way to the grocery store after work today, for example, I spotted a life-size statue of a rabbit in one of my neighbor's yard. I must have passed it countless times over the years without giving it any thought. This time, I caught myself wondering what would happen if a poor unsuspecting inexperienced owling tried to catch it. Ouch!
And also, I used to think "squirrel" when I saw a squirrel. Now I think "owl snack".
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Date: 2008-04-11 08:12 am (UTC)Oh. Noooooooo!
*loves squirrels too much to think of them as 'owl snack'*
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Date: 2008-04-12 02:48 am (UTC)