The Monkey Owl is back

The barred owl is back, and I'm glad. We call him (or her, I guess only a specialist in bird calls might know how to differentiate by sound) the "monkey owl" because the cry sounds like crazed monkeys in the jungle.

We love it. Hoo haw haw haw in the dark of night.

The chicken-people still have their chickens: I hear the rooster, too, but not, thank g-d, in the middle of the night. There is more about the mysterious rooster (but not the owls) in my book!