We took a walk along one of our favorite paths a few evenings ago. Usually, she doesn't take us out so late; by the time we started to make our way back to the car, darkness was falling.
Cody had already seen some good size deer up on the cliff. He was itching to give chase, and would have, if any path to the deers' location had presented itself. Suddenly, he alerted and looked up at the power lines that stretch above the path. We followed his gaze and were just in time to see a huge bird alight on a telephone pole. If Cody hadn't caught the motion, we would have walked right by, so silent was its flight.
She stopped and watched the owl for a long time, though we could feel her trepidation at being so close to such a large, winged predator. It was a truly magnificent bird--at least two feet tall, with beautiful markings on a light-colored, fluffy body. The bird seemed surprised to find us in its night time domain, and cautiously watched us as we passed by. As we approached the patch of shrubs where she had found Big Foot last year, she wondered if her little kitten would have ended up as the owl's dinner had she not scooped him up and brought him home.