It was an owly night. I couldn’t sleep for the sounds of hooting and hissing and screeching right outside my bedroom window. But WHERE were they? I needed them to get rid of those pests.
Owls are not the only animals on nightshift.
Look what that destructive little bunny did to my front yard. I don’t know what he’s digging for. I suspect it’s the roots of those tiny dandelion-like flowers (weeds). He must have heard the owls, but these roots are so yummy (I guess), it’s worth the risk of becoming dinner himself.
He deposits some tiny raisins of fertilizer – a snack for Emma and Ruby – to show his appreciation for the midnight snack, but … those huge holes are everywhere.
Einstein and the junior professor are asleep at the switch. I guess that’s what happens when you stay up all hootin’ night.
The night was black until the moon
Lit up the darkness and the gloom,
“Soft lighting on our dinner plate,”
The old owl says, “It’s getting late.
Glide down with me. I’ll show you how
To catch this rabbit. Come! Right now!”
As Einstein swooped on silent wings
He thought, Tonight we’ll dine like kings.
The bunny leapt, he heard the whoosh,
As talons missed his ears and tush.
Into the hedge he slipped away
“I’ll eat those roots another day.”
“The holes I’ve dug will still be there
I’ve dug so many everywhere.
I know that Anne-li will be mad
And curse me out for being bad,
But everybody’s got to eat,
As long as I’m not Owl Meat.”
August 31, 2020 at 12:54 pm
I like your poem! Shame on the bunny, turn your dog loose on it. Grr!!
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August 31, 2020 at 1:16 pm
Emma once caught a rabbit when she was just a young pup and it was not a pretty thing to see. I don’t want to go through that again (and neither do the rabbits). But if an owl takes a rabbit away at night when I don’t know about it, well…. I’ve heard them when they’ve caught a rabbit at night. It’s hard to listen to.
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August 31, 2020 at 1:29 pm
With us, it’s the deer that leave those little pellets of fertilizer.
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August 31, 2020 at 1:31 pm
Yes, for us too, before we got our fence.
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August 31, 2020 at 2:37 pm
“It was an owly night.” LOL! That made me laugh, Anneli.
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August 31, 2020 at 2:53 pm
I’ve always wondered when people are accused of being a bit owly, but I’m beginning to understand it.
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August 31, 2020 at 2:49 pm
Consider yourself lucky. We have skunks!
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August 31, 2020 at 2:52 pm
Oh NO-O-O-O! They’re cute, but their smell is not.
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August 31, 2020 at 9:08 pm
Hahaha. I love your poem. Owl meat – pretty funny. 😀
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August 31, 2020 at 9:27 pm
I suppose technically it would have been rabbit meat, but anyway, you got the gist of it. I bet they’re out there right now digging up the grass! And the owls don’t give a hoot. Actually they did give a hoot (many hoots and hisses last night) but all they did was “talk big, no action.”
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August 31, 2020 at 9:27 pm
I suppose technically it would have been rabbit meat, but anyway, you got the gist of it. I bet they’re out there right now digging up the grass! And the owls don’t give a hoot. Actually they did give a hoot (many hoots and hisses last night) but all they did was “talk big, no action.”
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September 1, 2020 at 7:39 am
Fantastic photos of the owls. It must be hauntingly beautiful to hear them hoot in the darkness, when all else is quiet. I enjoyed hearing them here at our place, but it seems they no longer come to sit in the big fir tree in the corner. I haven’t heard them for some time now. Love the poem.
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September 1, 2020 at 8:16 am
Thanks, Sonja. The reason you’re not hearing them is they all came up here. They follow the food, but don’t worry. They’re Schwarzenegger Owls. “I’ll be back!” Glad you enjoyed the poem. Thanks for visiting.
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September 1, 2020 at 12:14 pm
I’m glad the bunny got away! Very cute poem and love the photos, too!!! Now you’re up all night taking photos!
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September 1, 2020 at 12:19 pm
It’s an addiction -that camera.
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September 1, 2020 at 12:51 pm
But a positive one, for sure!!!
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September 1, 2020 at 12:32 pm
What busy nighttime shenanigans at your house. I didn’t know bunnies dug up the lawn. And those owls… not very vigilant! A fun post, Anneli.
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September 1, 2020 at 1:13 pm
It seems that this year they are worse than usual. Well, winter will change that.
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September 1, 2020 at 4:12 pm
Wow. Bad Bunny!!!!
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September 1, 2020 at 4:55 pm
That sounds like something Victoria Tennant would say in “All of Me.”
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September 1, 2020 at 4:55 pm
Ha!
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September 1, 2020 at 4:56 pm
On second thought, I think maybe it was a poodle….
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September 1, 2020 at 4:53 pm
Lucky rabbit, sweet poem 😊.
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September 1, 2020 at 4:55 pm
He’s very lucky so far!! Thanks, Belinda.
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September 1, 2020 at 7:05 pm
Owl meat? I love it! And love owls too, but they don’t keep me up at night…
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September 1, 2020 at 8:14 pm
These guys kept calling to each other with a kind of hissing noise and the timing was about every ten to twelve seconds. After a while it got to be like Chinese water torture. I was waiting for the next hiss and counting the seconds in between. I should have counted sheep instead.
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September 1, 2020 at 8:21 pm
😂 Oh, no!!!!!!!! I would go crazy. Maybe it was part of some kind of mating ritual!
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September 1, 2020 at 8:22 pm
Well, if that’s the case, they’re very busy!
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September 1, 2020 at 9:00 pm
😂😂😂
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September 3, 2020 at 2:34 am
Oh my my! But it must be such a spy game. Beautiful write up.
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September 3, 2020 at 7:13 am
That’s exactly what it is! A spy game. Perfect description of what’s going on.
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September 3, 2020 at 6:12 pm
I love your nighttime adventures. Who knew the bunnies would be up so late at night with the owls?
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September 3, 2020 at 7:35 pm
They are real night raiders. Sweet fluffy little things, making such a mess!
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September 4, 2020 at 3:10 am
😀
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September 4, 2020 at 3:25 am
Fun poem and nice picture with the sleeping owls. The bad bunny was lucky that night but for how long will he be lucky? Around our place are a lot of “Käuzchen” and they hoot a lot – I guess they are a small version of owls?
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September 4, 2020 at 8:02 am
There are many types of owls so maybe the ones you have are a small type – maybe burrowing or saw-whet or pygmy owls. Or maybe you have different (European) types. What language do they hoot in? Anyway, it’s wonderful to have them around!
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September 5, 2020 at 12:23 am
they go like this: hoo-hoo, hoo hoo hoo hoo
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September 5, 2020 at 8:28 am
Our great horned owls go “Hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo … hoooo hoooo.” But the owls I heard could still have been great horned owls, because they make other sounds too.
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September 5, 2020 at 6:59 am
I have lots of tawny owls around here, which are the ones that make the tu-wit tu-woo cry beloved of filmmakers who want an atmospheric, eerie night scene. They also have a very loud KEWICK cry, and one year, I had one chattering away close to my window. Owls of all kinds are such amazing birds. But, so very noisy!
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September 5, 2020 at 8:25 am
I’ve never seen a tawny owl, but I remember that when I was in Brownies as a little girl, we had Tawny Owl (our leader’s helper – the leader was Brown Owl) and we used to skip around in a circle singing, tu-wit tu-woo-woo-woo, tu-wit tu-woo-woo-woo, etc. It never occurred to me in the 40-below climate of northern BC that there might be such a thing as a real tawny owl (probably not up there).
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September 5, 2020 at 9:50 am
Ha, sounds like good memories! Yes, tawnies are found mostly in Europe and western Asia. We also have barn owls in parts of the UK, which are very pale and fly over farmland like velvet ghosts.
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September 5, 2020 at 10:02 am
Yes, we have barn owls here too. Very pretty feathers when you look at them up close.
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September 10, 2020 at 1:57 pm
Delightful tale! The yard definitely has plenty of activity, waiting to erupt in the dark shadows.
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