Midway through my run today, I found a small dirt trail that led into some nearby woods. I decided to take a detour and jog/explore this new terrain. About a mile or two into my run, a massive Great Horned Owl swooped right over my head and into the thicket of trees. I’ve never seen such a magnificent bird—it must’ve had at least a 4 or 5 foot wingspan—so naturally I left the trail and ran after it. (Duh, I’ve seen Harry Potter. My new fine-feathered friend was probably trying to show me something) I must’ve chased him through the woods for a good 10 minutes before he perched in the very top of the tallest tree. As I approached him, slowly and deliberately, I couldn’t believe it! To my utter disbelief, the owl turned and stared directly at me and then dropped something large and round and heavy onto the ground below. Then he just watched and waited. Was this real life? I half expected a centaur to pop out from the underbrush, or at least discover a secret message or my own magic wand half-hidden in the grass... but as I drew nearer to investigate the mysterious object, I turned it over with a stick and realized it was nothing more than a giant, slimy rat skull that the owl had just regurgitated. #TheMagicIsReal #OwlPranks
Sunday, May 21, 2017
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