As I pulled in the driveway tonight upon arriving home from work, my headlights lit up the spruce tree beside the house. There, sitting quiet as could be, was a tiny screech owl. He's about four inches high. I called Debbie on the cell phone and told her to quietly come out and see. She came out and softly approached him. He didn't fly away, but merely turned his head to stare at her. He stayed long enough for me to go inside and get the camera. He even stuck around for about four or five nice photos with the flash going off. When he finally flew away, it was, as you can guess, completely silent, no flapping or anything -- not a sound. He never screeched.
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That's cool!
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