Mason creek

Saying we’ve had an unusual amount of rain this year is an understatement.  And the rainy season is just starting.  We were hit with thunderstorms several times this weekend which turned Maggie into a quivering bowl of jelly. 

Thanks to all of this rain, my yard has never been greener. I’m always threatening to just rip up all that water guzzling grass and replacing it with pavers, but it’s looking great this year.  After the above storm passed and the sun returned, Maggie and I went out to get some photos.

That big yard is a lot of work, but occasionally I get an afternoon like this and think, “it’s all worth it.”

That’s what I asked Terry Sunday evening.  We’ve been home from our Texas adventures for a week and no birds.  The feeders were overflowing with sunflower seeds but the only taker was a damn squirrel that had figured out how to get up the “squirrel-proof” pole.  Damn squirrel.

Then I realized that the squirrels were “crying” which is what they do when there’s danger. And they’ve been doing a lot of that.

And then I saw the problem…

And this owl was shortly joined by a friend

These pictures don’t show how large these owls were.  And they looked like they were discussing that cute little “tastes like chicken” pooch at my feet.

I believe that the two owls have been stalking our bird feeder for at least the past week.  Maybe longer.

We have owls, hawks, ospreys and an occasional eagle in our back yard. I’m never too worried about Maggie.  After all, she is a chunky monkey.  But these two were very intent on staring at me and Maggie and didn’t leave until we went in.  Then later I took Maggie out for her nightly stroll out the front door.  And there were the owls. And they returned the next morning.  So am I paranoid?  Or are they after my dog?