Originally Posted 1/28/2011
Oh my, Oh me, feeding chickens in the Alaska winter dark is hard enough.
Trudging out to the Hen House, oh no, the flood light has blown out
again. What is that a rabbit running across the Hen House yard? No too
much noise, no light, just a little from the open hen house door, Oh,
my is it a hawk, an eagle, oh my, what a large Owl, now it is flopping
with its wings spread out, must be six foot span at least. Now it is
hanging from the Chain link fence, shut the little door so it doesn't
get in the Hen House, no feathers on the snow. That is a very good
I need to get help, Kevin, Help, Owl in the Hen house yard. I gear up,
coat, gloves,scissors to cut the net and a flash light, We trudge back
out through the snow. When we get there Kevin takes the flashlight, how
does he always end up with the flash light. We hatch a plan, the Owl
is now hanging upside down from the fish net that covers the yard. I go
down to the lower patio to get a long handled fish net. Neither one of
us want to do battle with that hooked beak and thrashing wings. Plus I
have heard they see in the dark, I used to think they only came out at
night, but Alaska living has proven that wrong. So I trudge back up the
drive with the net and Kevin calls out that the Owl is out, it got back
up the fence in the correct corner and got out the hole it got in.
Can't see it in any of the trees, it must have flown off. I trust this
was enough of hassle to keep it out in the future. So much for
excitement in Alaska, enough for one night. Time to go watch Sherlock
Holmes on Netflix!