Owlish Interlude

 Sometimes you just have to laugh at coincidences.

I was driving home from work yesterday, listening to NPR Science Friday.  Ira Flatow was interviewing a woman who wrote a book on owls. [Side note - it sounded interesting so I just ordered it}

What made me laugh is when Flatow made the comment that it must have been so wonderful for the author when she was researching the book to be able to see an owl, for real, up close.

And I had to wonder if he would have felt the same had he been in my position a couple of hours before, when I got to see and owl, for real, up close, while she was latched onto my ankle.

After Christmas the museum is given leftover trees from a tree lot, and we  put them out for the animals, just to give them something different to play with.  And for the cute factor.

I thought that Topaz, a great horned owl, looked cute sitting puffed up next to her tree, so I snapped a picture.  I didn't like the glare of the sun, so I was moving to the side to get a better angle.  she decided that she had enough of the paparazzi,  jumped down, and grabbed my ankle.

And no, I don't have a picture of that, because I was sort of trying to get her off, and I didn't want to piss her off any more.  But yeah, Ira - it's really neat to see one up close and personal.