i love the owl on my shelf...it reminds me of when i use to spend the night at my grandparents, listening to the same owl howl every single night. trying very hard to let my eyes adjust to nightvision, i'd scale the lay of the land, trying to find the owl until i fell asleep. well after doing that summer after summer after summer, i still never caught a glimpse of that owl...only the sound. many years later....damn if that owl didn't follow me here. (smiles) there's an owl that howls e-v-e-r-y-d-a-y outside my window now! now don't get me wrong, of all the animals on the planet, birds are my absolute favorite! i've had several as pets for years - BUT e-v-e-r-y-d-a-y at exactly 6pm or so and sometimes earrrly in the mornin', the lovely "Barred Owl" who i've nicknamed "Scottie" comes out to hoot! seriously guys, he's outside my window on some branch howlin' at the moon right now, and just to give you an earful of scottie's glorious music, please CLICK HERE ON THE "BARRED OWL" to actually listen to what goes on for a good hour each day!

although i complain, it's actually somewhat soothing. kinda like a baby crying; when u hear it, you're like geesh...but when u see it, you're like awww..what a sweet child. well...maybe that's a bad analogy, but u get what i'm sayin'. anyway, it kinda reminds me of what a great childhood i had - so i guess scottie can stay.