I don’t remember exactly how A.A. Milne spelled it in the book, but that is my recollection of how it is said.
Carl & I were out tonight, watching some friends play baseball. (And I don’t mean the Mariners.)
As we were leaving for our respective cars I followed the outfield fence around to the parking lot.
I glanced up at a shape at the top of the 8 foot fence immediately to my left.
There was a bird. A rather largish bird. An owl to be specific, a big barn owl I think. I was only about 5 feet away. (The face looked like a barn owl, but this was bigger than any barn owl I had seen before, so maybe not.)
My enormous brain first processed the danger quotient, “No, I don’t think it will attack me.” [I hardly look like a mouse or rabbit.]
I then jumped a bit, and called quietly to Carl & motioned for him to come back toward me.
As I moved away and Carl got closer the owl flew from the fence to an adjacent tree, but was still visible and showed us his face again.
Sorry I didn’t have an IPhone to document the event with. I don’t think my cell phone would have done it any justice.
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