Thursday, August 4, 2011

Owls and Sneakers (A repeat of a cool blog.)

The creature that most perplexes my two dogs is the Hoot Owl. Some call it a Barred Owl but the neighbor boy calls it a Hoot Owl and he should know cause he wears a lot of camouflage. My dogs get walking between two owls calling, they snap their heads back and forth and just can't figure out what to chase.

There are some of rural legends about these birds that I can't understand. When woodsy DNR officers take tour groups owl calling they tell everyone to wear dark clothing and to be very quiet as they walk like an Iroquois hunter through the woods. Then the officer goes off by himself and does his eight syllable call. I've been in these groups and never heard an owl call back. My personal experience is that I have been cutting wood with a noisy chainsaw an hour before dark and heard them hooting back and forth nonstop. I don't believe a horny owl gives a darn about what's happening on the ground.

Then there is that thing about owls only being out at night. Well if they wake up in an amorous mood and it is light, they will call for a friend with benefits.

It is very true that a human can not hear an owl fly. But if my dogs and I are walking in the early morning and it is pitch black with just a sliver of a moon, we always sense when an owl has swooped near us. There...that's my rural legend.

Today's tip is about shoes. There is lots of advice about this, most of it distributed by shoe companies or by folks sponsored by shoe companies. I weigh in on my country boy side. I buy two pair of sneakers for 50 bucks a piece and wear one every other day. When I start feeling the rocks from the gravel road I know it's time to reinvest. Patience and Violet prefer to go barefooted.

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