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For my good buddy DeeWayne

Is it just me or does that feathered angel of death appear to start frowning as he's coming closer to the kill ??
 
"70 StangMan" said:
Is it just me or does that feathered angel of death appear to start frowning as he's coming closer to the kill ??
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Just you.
 
That video is what it looked like when I tossed the stray kitten in front of the Owl box the other day!
 
"Horseplay" said:
Me? You're the one scared of a bird.
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Do you know the story? Didn't think so peanut. Do you have ANY idea how traumatic it is to see THAT SIGHT from inside your house? Any idea? Didn't think so. Do you know how devastating it can be for a grown college student to get decked out in extra clothing in order to rid some pesky PIA from his own home. Not to mention the hole in the wall from a backwards fall over a chair while staring down the jaws of a 6' death flight. No idea peanut. Don't even get me started on the jumping copperhead. F you all.
 
"blue65coupe" said:
Do you know the story? Didn't think so peanut. Do you have ANY idea how traumatic it is to see THAT SIGHT from inside your house? Any idea? Didn't think so. Do you know how devastating it can be for a grown college student to get decked out in extra clothing in order to rid some pesky PIA from his own home. Not to mention the hole in the wall from a backwards fall over a chair while staring down the jaws of a 6' death flight. No idea peanut. Don't even get me started on the jumping copperhead. F you all.
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You're right, I don't know the story but as funny as the Reader Digest version was I would LOVE to hear the tale in full. I love a good snake yarn too!
 
Search for owl stories, it's here somewhere! Put down all fluids before you read them.
 
Put down all liquids before reading any further!


Duane's Owl story:

That's pretty cool but I've had my run-in with a stupid owl. Long story (not to take away from yours) so chill out. I had a small house in college. Came back one Sunday night and the house was trashed. Stuff everywhere. Went back to the car and got some "backup" before unloading my stuff. Nothing was gone but literally everything had been knocked off dressers, tables, etc. I decided to unload the vehicle and start looking for something. I didn't know what, but something had trashed the house but nothing was missing and all windows/doors were intact. I was going back out to the car (had passed through living room twice already) and happened to look up on the mantle and staring back at me was a f*&%*^ owl. I bout shat my pants. If that sucker had come at me one of the previous two times I WALKED RIGHT BY IT I would've had a heart attack. Sucker had flown down the chimney and destroyed the house. Hmmm, what do I do now. I went to my room, put on jeans, a coat, a hat, and some gloves. No way in hell that thing was gonna get to me. I went and opened the front door, walked around and opened the side door and went back and got a broom. This sucker was watching me and creeping me out. Can't really swat at it due to the location. OK, I'm a good aim. I throw the broom and just as soon as it leaves my hand that sob decides to fly off his perch at me. 3-4' wingspan...hell yes. I freaking fell backwards over a chair, jumped up and slammed into the door, and outside I went. It went into the kitchen so I got the broom and took some batting practice till the sucker was out the door. I ended up not only cleaning up the house but cleaning owl shat off EVERYTHING (been in there for the weekend), and patching a nice hole in the wall where the doorknob went through it. So Mark, I hope you enjoy your freakin' owls but be forwarned. That little sob is watching you for a reason. Stupid bastids.




Duane's Snake story:

Here's ya a good colorblind story. I'm hunting one evening. When evening hunting I pretty much have to come out of the woods when the sun starts going down because I can't tell what anything is. Without some good sunlight, everything is the same color. So I'm walking out of the woods around "dusk". Everything looks the same. Due to being in the woods for so many years and deathly afraid of some encounters, I always watch the ground...ALWAYS. So this particular evening I'm coming out of the woods, watching the ground, making sure I don't have an unwanted encounter, trying to be quiet just in case a deer wants to get shot and HOLY @#^*&$%#% this @#&^^%$% copperhead jumps up from where I just stepped and literally misses me by 2 inches. Did I mention I HATE snakes? Worse than owls and almost as much as spiders. Fight or flight??????? I "flight" back about 3 feet and take care of that sob. After my heart decides to crawl back in my chest I go to inspect the situation. Mr. copperhead was a tree branch that pivoted when I stepped on the end of it.
 
Thanks Mark. I needed that today.

I don't suppose it makes a difference, Duane, that the poor owl was more scared of you than you it.

Now as far as the venomous stick goes... :hide
 
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