For the last 5 years or so we're had this guy come back and move into one of our wood duck houses! Stays all winter and then leaves early spring. Interesting.
Some pictures would sure be nice!
I wish I were that intelligent to be able to post!! Tried many times but no success. They are cute as hell with them sunning themselves sticking out of the hole!!
What kind of owl is it?
Many, many years ago I lived in NW Ohio. There were many Great Horned Owls that "hoot" after dark.
I can remember how proud I was that I could "hoot" and have the owls answer me.
I have so many wonderful outdoors nature type memories!!!!!!!
The one that took over our wood duck house in the winter was a screech owl. Small enough to perch in the opening.
This is a screech owl. And come next month we'll start to hear the Great Horn's sounding off as mating season will start! We have as very wooded lot and they love it too!
As a kid, we had a big owl that lived in the large cedar tree across the alley from dads garage.
The owl would sit on the window sill outside my bedroom window, and eat the goldfish out of the cement fish pond below him. Dad got mad about the owl eating the fish, but never attempted to harm the owl. We all got teary eyed when the owl got hit by a car around the corner from our house.
I really like owls! Every now and then on rare occasions during the winter months I see a Snow Owl around here. There are a few Great Horned Owls living close by that make my early morning coffee on the deck pleasurable with the sounds of distant hooting!
I was a kid living in suburban Atlanta. Back in 1963, nobody had a/c. On warm summer nights, neighbors would gather there in the street and talk to one another, my dad and the other men would be sipping on a highball. One night there were 7 or 8 adults there, and maybe 10 kids playing in the street. Suddenly Mrs. Owens, our next door neighbor, looked up into the darkness and yelled out "There is that owl that has killed my kittens! I will get him."
I looked up into the darkness, I didn't see anything. I thought she was kidding. In a minute, Mrs. Owens came out of the house with a 12 gauge shotgun. She fired up into the sky, and down tumbled a giant dead owl. He landed right at my feet. We picked up the bird and inspected it. This bird had a wingspan of 2 feet, his claws were huge, maybe 4 inches across. It looked looked a small dead dinosaur to an 8 year old kid.
The moral: Don't mess with Mrs. Owens.