Living in Tulsa and Southern California Makes For An Interesting Life - Especially After All Those Grey Years In Seattle
Thursday, January 10, 2013
OK, Did It Sound Like "Hoo Hoo Hoo" Or "Hoo Tee Hoo" or "Hoo Hoo Hoooo"? All I Know Is That It Goes On All Night Long!
Remember when John Denver sang that catchy tune, Thank God I'm A Country Boy!"? Well, anyone who know me knows that I am not of the same persuasion - in short, I am not a Country Girl. As a matter of fact, if you look up "country girl" in the dictionary, you will see a picture of my face in a red circle with the universal red slash across. And my lovely, long, sound nights of sleep have have never been bothered by planes, trains, or automobiles. But I have met my match. An owl has decided to make the trees that flank the creek that runs behind my apartment his (or her) home - and he often has visitors. The first picture which looks like a feather covered Volkswagen Bug in the tree is my permanent owl. The second picture is a smaller one (only about the size of Tom Cruise) that visits often. I checked with my friends from the pool at the Y, Ron and Amy, and found that the different types of hooting would tell which type of owl I had. And that attempts to keep it awake all day to try to change its sleep pattern might not be a good idea. Actually Amy was the one who knew all about the owls - she was a birder, like Jack Black in The Big Year, but there is nothing about living here that Ron or Amy can't tell you about. They actually like the sound of the owl, since it means all the mice won't be a problem. I'm not there yet.