this is so cool. my bf was out in the garage working and called me out because he heard an owl and wanted to know what it was. i leashed up the dog and went out, and listened. didn't hear anything at first.
when it finally did call, i identified it as a great horned owl, and the calling was coming from behind the house. i brought the dog backed there, and it called again. i called to it and it called back (!!!). i called again. nothing.
THEN i saw it fly right overhead, a little bit low too, and land in a tree pretty close to me!!! it's amazing when owls fly because they are COMPLETELY silent. on the leading edge of their flight feathers they have tiny barbs which break down air over their wings creating micro-turbulence, making flight silent.
i was a little scared when it flew over because i used to do playback calls with birds and once was playing a saw-whet call and one flew right (and i mean RIGHT) over my head. this was during the breeding season and he was probably defending his territory, thinking i was gonna snatch the good location and the women.
but still, it was cool! i watched him for awhile and then he flew off. very neat! i love owls!
We have a lot of barred owls around here, even in town, and they make some stupendous noises other than their usual "hoot" call. Once it sounded like monkeys in the trees! And they call back and forth . . .
Once one was sitting on a long utility wire that ran from my house to the pole by the street. I went out on the upper deck with my binoculars to get a better look. It was a full moon night so I could see pretty well. When I focused in on him, he seemed to be looking straight into my eyes -- now THAT was an eerie experience!
"Tell me, are you incapable of restraining yourself, or do you take pride in being an insufferable know-it-all?"
THAT is so awesome!!!
Man, Owls are creepy-cool.
They always make me a little uneasy. It seems like they KNOW something about you. I know that doesn't make sense, but it's the only way I can describe it.
I love owls.
I love birds.
My dream is to have wild birds come and swoop down and sit on my shoulder and just ride around for awhile. Either that, or swoop down and eat out of my hand. Sometimes I just go outside and sit there really still with a handful of birdseed hoping one will do it. They're probably all sitting up in the trees laughing at me... "look at the little girl. Does she think we're idiots? "
as for my dog, luckily he wasn't scared. he did see it flying and perked up his ears and watched it go by. i was a little bit worried...i mean, the owl probably wouldn't try anything, but they do sometimes try to pick up bigger prey like raccoons and skunks...even though quigley is bigger than both of those.
i love barred owl calls. "who cooks for you, who cooks for yoooou all!"
i saw a short-eared owl last week at a local nature center while we were out looking for woodcock. very cool!