WHEN I picture an owl, I imagine a fluffy nocturnal bird with large inquisitive eyes, hooting away on a large tree somewhere. You could imagine my surprise to see an owl on my driveway as I returned home last week.
Excitement filled me. I have never been up close and personal with an owl before. Plus, I grew up with Harry Potter books, where owls were companion animals that also delivered everything – letters, parcels and even broomsticks.
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