I used to live in Waunakee and when I lived in the country we had an owl that often visited. Then when I moved in the city limits to my surprise there was an owl that lived in my neighborhood. I loved hearing it hoot at night, and even sometimes when I was walking the dog very early in the morning... Something about the hoot of the owl was very comforting to me.
The other morning I was walking Toby and I said to myself how much I missed the sound of the owl...I sometimes long to be back in the country to hear this and to see wildlife...I have seen a hawk by the apartment, but never thought an owl would be in the area. I was really missing this for some reason on this particular day.
I actually had the thought "wouldn't it be nice if I could hear that sound again"
Would you believe that at 3:45 this morning I woke up suddenly and did not know why... as I lay there I heard the unmistakable and very loud hoot of an owl!!!! Yes indeed! It must have been right in the tree outside my patio or on the roof top next door because it was so loud! I listened for its repeated hoot and very soon the call went from being right there by my apartment to a bit further away, then softer, still further away...until I could not hear it anymore
It was so amazing and still makes me smile just thinking about it...
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