Early this morning one of the adult owls flew down to the fence near the office window.
Turned and looked right as me as I'm working.
She starts this low humming call followed by a sound I have not heard
in the months I have been watching them. They have very distinct calls.
She flies off and returns a minute later in the dogwood tree next to the fence. Facing me
she starts the same call again only she is hunched over and very loud.
I had this strange feeling she was telling me something so I started asking.
"What is it beautiful? What are you telling me?" "What's wrong?"
Normally the owl is not this close to the window.
She hops up to another branch and does the same chilling call again directed right at me.
Then she is gone.
I kept thinking I need to go outside and see if one of the owls has jumped again.
A few minutes later I'm upstairs at the breakfast table and I hear something outside the back door on the
carport. At first I thought it was just the wind blowing the garage door a little.
Then I hear a clacking sound and something moving the yard shoes in the
storage bin.
I looked out the peep hole and didn't see anything, then I heard the noise again.
Opening the door I expected to find the raccoon or the coyote sniffing around.
As I looked down a small little furry thing with a beak "clacked" at me.
I was at first startled. Then I started laughing. Rachel came and started talking
to the little bird to calm it down.
I, of course, grabbed the video camera and got a stern snapping at by both the bird and Rachel.
A few seconds of footage and off to the garage to get my gloves and a towel to capture the little
fur ball.
I approach with caution because I don't won't the little thing under the car and
the last time I helped rescue a baby hawk I got shredded. Their feet (talons) are
incredibly strong and sharp, even at this age.
The little fur (feather) ball did not put any fight. In fact she was up siting on my
glove as I carried her around the house towards the nesting box.
She starts clacking and the next thing I know the parent owls are on top of me
and swooping all around me.
I tell them she is fine and I place the little owl, with very sharp claws now sunk through my thick gloves,
on the fence post.
I was thinking I should get her back into the nesting box and I remembered it was 30ft
in the air and my ladder is not going that high. And tree climbing with a bird was not going to happen.
This little owl jumped out of the box several days ago and had found safety in one of the oak trees.
After getting the ladder and placing it as high as I could it just reached the first fork in the tree.
Close enough!
The whole time I'm talking to the baby owl and the adult female owl who is watching me.
When I approached the baby owl on the fence post she almost came to me. I was amazed.
She knew I was helping her. She stepped onto my glove!
A few minutes later she was safe in the oak tree.
After I returned the later and shot another clip of her she started clawing her way up the tree
and is now up high in the cover of the branches and leaves.
At my last check mom owl was feeding her.
I have always been fascinated by owls. Today I got to hold one and return it to it's
parents. I kinda hope as this one is able to fly she will remember me and visit me in the yard.
Videos will appear soon. I have to get back to work!
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