You can’t imagine how much joy it brings me when the (at least two) owls in our backyard get to having a chat. Intermittently, they go quiet — I assume they have multiple hunting grounds in the area — and I start to worry they have left or that something happened to one or more of them. Then, the hooting begins again. I swear, I could sit for hours listening to them — and I have. The past few days, they have been in attendance and I usually can’t wait for the twins go to bed so that it is finally quiet enough to hear them.

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