May 31, 6:30 a.m. went the check on my owls. I heard Butch raccoon at their tree. The foliage is out, and I couldn't see any owls. Suddenly, one owl landed on the branch just outside the nesting cavity, and both owls went after it, escorting it away. It ran like a bat outta hell! They are excellent parents.
Menolyrical; Final Friday Fiction
9 minutes ago