I mentioned last year around this time about how not into sports I am. Don’t remember? Read it here: Sports.
This year I ended up working on Super Bowl Sunday. Which doesn’t mean much to me. Except that I was unable to partake in drinking or deep fat fried food. I did catch the end of the game and enjoyed a beer.
Super Bowl reminds me of how much I love owls.
That’s right. Owls. The greatest bird of prey ever. I even shared a link about Cartoons that involved “The Hidden Life of The Burrowing Owl.”
We have barn owls in my neighborhood. I’ve enjoyed watching them hunt over the years. It’s so amazing to watch them attack rodents. I can’t stand rats and mice. I think we need to adopt an owl to rid our property of rodents. Because owning a cat is just silly.
I really want an owl now. I would name it Bernie the Burrowing Owl.
I hope you enjoyed my presentation about why I like owls.