Bad News, Badly Purveyed

Well, this… has a sad ending.

When we're driving home at night, as we cross the bridge over the creek, I figure, the big ol' barn owl is high up in the tree on the left, and by our headlights spies some delicious victim in the creek down to our right. Consequently, when he swoops, he is right in front of our windshield. Several times had this happen there or or something like it nearby play out. Haven't hit one, but it's been close. I've seen other owls that didn't make it. That's to prepare you.

So, I though I had this nice local story, about a cousin of bob's, a rare snowy owl in our neighborhood. "Snowy owl spotted south of Bartlesville" said the local radio station webpage headline. Article goes on about why they sometimes come around, their habits. Then the final line of the story: Sadly, FOX23 learned Sunday morning that at some point overnight the bird was struck by a car and killed.

Bad news, badly purveyed. Ugh.