The crows and bluejays were causing a ruckus, cawing and squawking. It was springtime in Maine and something was upsetting them. Upon investigation, Dad found this little guy:
I love this picture. Yes - those are my Dad's gentle hands.
How freakin cute is that? It's a fledgling Northern Saw-Whet Owl. The poor thing hadn't mastered flying just yet and was huddled at the base of a tree. Maybe Mom just got fed up and pushed him from the nest before he was ready to fly. Can't say I'd blame her - I have those thoughts all the time. The babe did try to fly and ended up in the lake - needing rescue. He never tried to attack or bite - was very docile.
(Got any witty captions for this photo?)
One of the neighbors took the owl to a local game preserve. It was probably released a short time later. It's very rare to see a Saw-Whet owl, I wish I was there.
5 comments:
That is a really cool looking bird! Great eyes.
And my word verification this time is "mrenjes" (Mr. Enjes)...
What pretty pictures- little cutie is what he/she is.
We all need a helping hand every now and again. The little owl was lucky your dad's were there. Maybe that's his animal spirit :)
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The picture of the baby owl in your dad's hands is a keeper. You should print it up in black and white and frame it.
I love owls. My grampy used to be buddies with a taxidermist and therefore had stuffed everything in his house. Lots of owls, which is why I love them. It also explains my fear of birds though...
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Nice job taking care of it.
Thank you.
what great pictures! i love the one with your dad's hands.
and what a neat little creature! i hope s/he turns out okay.
its eyes look just like my kitten's. bet the owl doesn't blink either.
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