Today I had an owl on my head.
I just felt you ought to know.
Good night.
It was this owl, by the way. His name is Bob.
[Video shows Bob, a burrowing owl, being trained to run in a straight line towards a miniature ‘finish line’ like at a race-track. His body is a bit bigger than a soft drink can, with mottled grey and white feathers, and he has long legs that give him a sort of bouncing, hopping gait when he runs. He is also shown flying short distances and eating worms.]
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EDITED TO ADD: Apparently clicking the grey ‘video’ rectangle will open this post on my tumblr. Sorry, I don’t know how to make it play on the dashboard. :(
