Thursday, February 11, 2010

Owl Hooting



The weather at the beginning of the week was vastly exaggerated by the television news station. We were supposed to get 2 to 4 inches of snow Monday morning, 2 to 4 more during the day, and 2 to 4 more overnight. I have a long driveway and a "Low To The Ground" Honda Civic so I knew I had better keep on top of it. That is why I was outside at 5:30 a.m. Tuesday morning shoveling what turned out to be a half inch of accumulation. As long as I was dressed and out there, I thought I would continue. As I neared the end of the job, down by the mailbox, I heard a sound that raised the hairs on the back of my neck. I stopped shoveling and listened. I heard it again. I heard an owl. The owl was very close. But this wasn't my usual neighborhood barred owl who says, "No soup for you." This owl said something like "Hooaaaaaw." What owl sounds like former Governor, Jesse Ventura?

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