Brb, the Owl is Eating the Toaster

So… Apparently I’m grounded.

My writing buddy, Jessie, knows that I have a certain talent for doing stupid things when she’s not there to stop me. So since we haven’t talked for several months, she didn’t quite know what to answer to the IM “Just a sec, the owl is eating the toaster”.

To be fair, getting an owl is not THAT crazy, compared to other things I have done in her absence (Let’s not mention that gay dating site…). But apparently, she’s now convinced that is she ever goes MIA again, the next message will be “Hold on, my dragon is burning the neighbour’s roof!” She just doesn’t trust me at all…

Anyway, back to the owl…

A couple of months ago, I got this adorable 3-weeks old Burrowing Owl. And in my defense, the falconer who sold it to me had me signed up for one for almost a year! Getting an owl might still be stupid, but at least I thought this stupid thing through first…

But I assure you, if you had seen the little guy when he was just a chick, you would have wanted him too! Isn’t he just cute?

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I named him/her Artemis, but I really have no idea if it’s a boy or a girl! I still need to take him to the vet to get him tested. It’s so much easier with cats and dogs where you just have to turn them around and look…

As he(Poor guy gets a girl name, but I still call him ‘he’) was just a baby when I got him, I spent close to a month getting up at six in the morning to chop up day-old chickens and mice. He needed to be fed every 6 hours and I was hand-feeding him in order for him to see me as a fellow. He doesn’t think he’s human, I apparently just haven’t realized that I’m an owl yet…

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What I was most worried about, was how my dogs would react. As it turned out, he scared the crap out of Shika. I kept him in a box the first week, and Shika made sure to walk in a big circle AROUND the box. Never mind the fact that he could squeeze the bird with his paw and that it was sitting on the bottom of a cardboard box…

But he came around. As a matter of fact, it only took a few days before he thought the bird was the cutest thing in the world. And despite of both of my dogs being big Samoyeds, Artemis was not the least bit afraid of them. So quickly, him and Shika became the best of friends. I swear, that’s the strangest friendship I have ever seen…

I guess I just have to deal with the fact that I’ll never get normal pets…

But I still don’t see why Jessie won’t let me get a dragon! I would feed it, and walk it, and pet it… Besides, I’m sure my admission letter from Hogwarts is coming any day now…