Breast him out and let’s us know how it is.
Breast him out and let’s us know how it is.
pan-seared is the wise choice, I think
At least I'm housebroken.
I've seen lots of owls hop/fly from ground to tree, during the day, most notably the first snowy owl I ever saw in SC.
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\"I never saw a wild thing feel sorry for itself. A small bird will drop dead frozen from a bough without ever having felt sorry for itself.\" <br />D.H. LAWRENCE
I had a Great Horned buzzed me in the yard at the lake one night. It flew straight to the neighbors yard and hopped around for a few minutes then went and lit in a tree. The next morning I went to the neighbors yard and found mole tunnels throughout the yard.
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we keep a pair of barred around the house.....quite a few others around the neighborhood too....they’re territorial and will swoop in to check out a bluetooth playing a barred sound clip
Dang- you didn't say it walked 50 ' to the tree- that's a grave walker looking for your soul. Don't- I repeat- Don't go to sleep tonight.
I would at least squeeze out a ring of toothpaste around the bed tonight. Just in case. No gaps.
Mothman prophecies
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My mother passed Oct. 2nd and I came home to this on Oct. 3rd. Didn’t think anything of it until I saw this thread.
If you give 10 people a bag of gold, someone will complain about how heavy it is!
the shit is real
and Godspeed to your mom.
You will see her again.
Ugh. Stupid people piss me off.
I saw that owl on top of Sanford Stadium.
Either write things worth reading, or do things worth writing.
I was squirrel hunting from a tree stand a few years ago after deer season. I popped a squirrel on the ground in the noggin', which makes them jump around like a zombie and out of nowhere, a big barred owl swooped down and landed on him, turned his head all the way around to give me a bitch slap look and then flew off with my squirrel. It didn't piss me off. The experience was worth way more than a dead squirrel.
When it comes your time to die, be not like those whose hearts are filled with the fear of death, so that when their time comes they weep and pray for a little more time to live their lives over again in a different way. Sing your death song and die like a hero going home. -Tecumseh-
The Elites don't fear the tall nails, government possesses both the will and the means to crush those folks. What the Elites do fear (or should fear) are the quiet men and women, with low profiles, hard hearts, long memories, and detailed target folders for action as they choose.
"I here repeat, & would willingly proclaim, my unmitigated hatred to Yankee rule—to all political, social and business connections with Yankees, & to the perfidious, malignant, & vile Yankee race."
That don't sound good but I reckon it could be! Nitz , you might wanna hang a pine bough over your doors and windows. ummm just as a fashion statement ya know. They look cool!
We gave you Corn,you gave us clap,bad trade.
Owls. I had a screech owl when I was 10-12. His name was Crawford. He would land on my shoulder and ride around like a boss. Hated anyone else. If only he were a fox...
I had a great horned owl come off a hummock right in front of the boat while fishing a tailing tide 2 weeks ago. I have been trying to divine the meaning of that ever since.
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