Thursday, April 7, 2011

A new friend.

This poor little barn owl was found hanging from a telephone wire. Electrocuted, I’d imagine. A day or so later, he was found laying on the ground. One of our trainers picked him up, and propped him on this mile marker sign.

Every time I leave the ranch now, I can wave and be grateful *I* wasn’t the one hanging from a telephone wire. (It’s actually kind of creepy, but until a vulture or something else comes to get it, I’ll pretend it’s cool.)

Does he need a name?

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