While growing up in our home, one of our sons had a bedroom with a window near our privacy fence. The neighborhood birds would often perch on the top of the fence slats and announce a very early, and very loud, morning greeting to anyone within hearing distance. That, of course, included our son in close range who was responsible, but certainly not required to get up before or at the same time as the birds’ very early greeting. Suggestions to hear the chirping as a beautiful sound met with teenage growls. In an effort to buy some peace and quiet for him, I purchased a plastic owl to scare the birds away. I secured it to the fence with some unobtrusive twine.
And we waited.
I think it worked for a day. After that, the birds caught on that the owl never moved, and therefore was not real. Over time, the birds became chummy with the owl and viewed it not as an intimidating predator but as a permanent nonthreatening fixture….maybe even a friend
Nice try, Kerri. I went back to encouraging our son to hear the singing birds as a beautiful sound, quite ineffectively I might say.
Apparently, I did a good job of tying the owl onto the fence because it stayed there for years. That son went off to college, graduated from college, got a job in another city, and only returns for visits now.
The owl’s life has changed also. We released him from the twine that tethered him to the fence. After a brief moment of considering releasing him to his original habitat (a can made of plastic), we relocated him to a new home…the deck. It was Mr. Legs who had grown an attachment to him and it was Mr. Legs who gave him renewed purpose. There, on the deck, Otis performs his new job. It requires very little effort and he is perfect for it. He has now proven himself through many seasons and has not disappointed. He has now earned the name of Otis the Weather Owl. Here, in his public debut, we share his talent with you and the rest of the world.
You can see him here announcing winter.
And here, he lets us know its spring.
Summer comes, and Otis is on the job.
And then fall arrives, but not without Otis noticing.
You can see, without a doubt that Otis is an excellent season announcer. That’s not all though, he also indicates wind…
Who knows how he will surprise us next.
Yes, Otis has found his real purpose and has settled into it well.
Maybe our son needs a weather owl for his present home – not to scare off birds, but to announce seasons and weather. A birthday present perhaps?
A loud shout out to Mr. Legs for his fun demeanor, great ideas, patience, and photography skills.