Wow!! An owl has taken up residence in the Japenese Elm tree beside the house!
I haven't actually seen it yet. But for the second morning in a row, walking Miss Daisy, my usual pre-dawn grumbling was interrupted by the sudden, thunderous but silent flapping of giant wings while something owlish flew over my head.
I can't defend why I thought it was owlish any more than I can explain the oxymoronic silently thunderous sound. It might have been a hawk or an ibis. There are plenty of those around the pond. But it was night! Or pre-dawn at least. Owls are nocturnal.
Okay, so it might have been avery small dragon or a very large bat. Wearing a bowtie with a German accent. Or did Dracula have a Hungarian accent? Speaking of hungry, it could well have been one of the last of the escaping turkeys trying to stay hidden for three more days.
Are any of you good at identifying birds by their wing flapping? This one went "Flash, flutter...pause...flap flap flap." Any ideas? The best I can do is rule out hummingbirds because they go "z.z.z.z..z". Turkey vultures never flap at all but just hover like gliders. In fact, I can't prove it but I think they are fixed wing birds that are towed up into the sky every morning by owls.
But I'm convinced this is an owl. A large one. Bagman says it is a great horny owl.
It probably sits in the Japanese elm waiting to have sex with Miss Daisy who is a cross between a terrier and an oppossum.
And, to be perfectly honest, I have no idea whether the tree is a Japanese elm either. But I don't think it is an elm, an oak, or a magnolia which are the only trees this poor excuse for a naturalist knows.