Copa Got: Fifi and the Secret Spy Ring Sisterhood of Owls

Well, I couldn't believe it. I didn't think I'd actually see Fifi. I mean, with her being a nocturnal burrowing owl and all. I decided to take my daily walk early this morning, since we are going camping today and that would be my only chance to work out. I usually walk at night with some favorite walky friends and we usually always spot Fifi along this part of the walk. More like she spots us.



I swear she is head of an underground society, matriarch of an Owl Mafia. Her secret spy ring watches us when we walk. We often see her sisters along different parts of the walk, but we most often spot Fifi in the nook of this tree. When we timidly pass by, she will often growl at us (what happened to sweet hooty sounds?) and give us the owl eye. Once she attacked. I still want to pee my pants when I think about it.

It was a dark, stale night. Sandy and I knew we were nearing Fifi's haunt. Sure enough, there she was, staring us down with her menacing eyes. We nodded in respect and walked quickly passed, trying to not show fear, when suddenly the shadow of what appeared to be a massive owl began to grow gigantically larger, consuming our own shadows! Fifi was chasing us! We began to run and scream and I distinctly remember flailing my arms around my head to protect my brain from being pecked out.

It was awful scary. She's a mean one, that Fif. Her burrow is right under the sidewalk near her tree, and she must have thought we were baby owl-snatchers.

We are on edge when we walk through Fifdom. Once, nearing her tree, a bush brushed my leg, and I jumped, sure it was an owl on the prowl.

So today, when I jogged passed, I decided to get a picture of her burrow, sure I wouldn't actually see the nocturnal Fifi herself. I found her hole under the sidewalk, went to grab a picture of it, and suddenly there she was, on the wall near the tree. Glaring at me. Maternal trumps nocturnal, apparently. To get a good shot of her home, where her babies must live, I would have had to stand next to the wall right where she was. I took a picture and ran home without incident. Whew! I wish I could have gotten a better shot, but I was a little nerous when I took it and didn't dare get closer. If you've ever had a Burrowing Owl Encounter, you will understand my trepidation.



Remember this owl if I ever come up missing.