Bob the Owl

Posted in: Photo Adventures on Wednesday August 12, 2009

Bob no the owl

Me and Bob.

This little guy was found in the woods when he was a mere ball of fluff.  Having fallen from the nest long before he owned wings to fly, he was like a sitting duck on a pile of pine needles.  Coyote bait he was, but luckily he was rescued by a friend and raised at my son’s house.  He was fed raw hamburger,  mice from grandma’s mouse trap, and sardines until he grew and became quite a nuisance.

Coming in for a landing!

Bob was a cutey pie,  but his cuteness could not cancel out his wild birdish ways.    Every time anyone was outside  he screetched loudly and incessantly begging for a dead mouse or sardine to be tossed into the air for him to catch.     He couldn’t  be blamed for such rude behavior for he had been raised that way.    But there’s more.    Whenever visitors arrived Bob would terrorize them by swooping down upon their cars and scratching the paint with his sharp talons.   And freinds with small dogs were afraid to let their pets outside for potty calls for fear Bob would fly down , snatch them away and dine on them.     And believe me it happens.    Some people I know in this valley let their beloved Chihuahua out the back door one evening and to their utter horror a big owl swooped down right in front of them and carried Pepe off and there was not a thing they could do about it.

Yes Bob was a beautiful sight perched up high in that pine tree near the house.   But with all the screetching, and pooping on the porch ,  and the terrorizing of guests,  it soon became apparent that good ol Bob would have to go.    So the little feller was relocated to a nice big ranch in the next valley over.   I hope he’s a happy little dude with a belly full of mice.


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