And Yet Another Contest
Things are looking dire at the Valmont Owl Cam. If you haven't noticed, in the last few days the female has been shirking her incubation duties. Here's some discussion over at Schmoker's Blog about it.
Fortunately, the live owl video is still going strong. Non Birding Bill captured this shot yesterday:
I think this calls for a caption contest! I'm not at home at this moment, so I'm not sure what the prize will be, probable suet or an optics cleaner. The caption that makes me laugh out loud and has a name or identity attached to it in the comments section wins. You can still place a caption even if you don't want to win the prizes. You guys are a most creative group.
Fortunately, the live owl video is still going strong. Non Birding Bill captured this shot yesterday:
I think this calls for a caption contest! I'm not at home at this moment, so I'm not sure what the prize will be, probable suet or an optics cleaner. The caption that makes me laugh out loud and has a name or identity attached to it in the comments section wins. You can still place a caption even if you don't want to win the prizes. You guys are a most creative group.
posted by birdchick at 10:58 AM
15 Comments:
Momma Owl: "I can't BELIEVE your room is such a diaster area!! You're staying in here without dinner until it gets cleaned up!!!"
Baby Owl (sullen): "But mom! The other owls don't have to clean their nests...(whining continues)"
:-) Allison B.
Young Owl:
What's wrong with what I've got on? Everybody I know is wearing this!
(sounds of mommy owl castigating baby owl heard in background)
Baby Owl: Who is this female of my species? Who am I? Who is anyone? All I hear from her are these mundane concerns about preening, hunting, sharpening my talons... Doesn't she grasp the existential dilemma implicit in this fly-by-night lifestyle? Doesn't she sense the angst I feel, caught in this endless Sysiphean struggle of hunt-catch-eat, hunt-catch-eat, hunt-catch-eat? Alas, how long this life has been already, and I'm not even out of the nestbox yet. The years of my life lie stretched out before me like so much string in a songbird's nest, coiled and tangled, enmeshed in life's hopelessness. (sighing) Ah, me.... I stare straight ahead, in wordless surrender to the pain of this existence.
Mother Owl: You stand over there until you can STOP FARTING!
I'm not listening; I can't hear you.
Mama owl, thinking to herself while observing her chick.....
"poor kid inherited Dad's honker.."
Veronica B in SoCal
No, you CAN'T have a cell phone and THAT'S FINAL!
Momma Owl:
look at me young lady when I talk to you!
Momma Owl to Teen Owl:
I told you not to try that do-it-yourself perm kit! No, I will not pay for a salon to fix it!
Yes, damn it, we are having rodent for dinner again tonight and until you can flap your a** out of this damn nest and get your own damn food, I'm not having any more whining from you! *snap*
Baby Owl: "Nobody loves me, everybody hates me, I'm GOING to eat some worms ...."
Mother Owl:
How many times do I have to tell you that it's safe to go outside now? Those nice birders have taken care of that scary gun-toting granny.
You start with a butternut squash. Add a bill and eyes near the top. Then cover the rest in glue and roll in a year's worth of dryer lint until completely covered.
"...but I thought it would be amusing and hilarious.."
Sorry I fell behind on this one!
DK and the Fluffies are the winning caption!
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